Lil Wayne & TheNightAftr – Tity Boi Lyrics

Tity Boi

Lil Wayne & TheNightAftr

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"Tity Boi." - Lil Wayne & TheNightAftr

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 10:00 am

Album: Tha Fix Before Tha VI (Bonus)

Track No: 09

Bitch, I'm on one, two, three, four perks, light work though
I'on fuck with pussies, but I keep a tight circle
Yeah, all I wear is designer-like work clothes
Dirty South ****, bitch, come at me like a dirt road
One, two, three, four perks, light work though
Skeet, skeet, ride a **** like skrrt, skrrt
Ho, yeah, in a fur coat, yeah, no shirt, though
Ten toes down on the ground, no turf toe
I'm with a housewife, I dig her out twice
And then we chill and talk about life and organize heists
And if I feel it's organized right and authorized right, and I'm walking out nice
Can't slip, walking on water, not ice
In the worst conditions, I still have perfect attendance
I'm from where the innocent mothers giving birth to defendants
This earth is a prison, serve my purpose before I'm finished serving my sentence
Work relentless to get no further than inches
They hurt when it isn't, courtesy given
Currency earned, price on my head
I'm straight, though, like the money, your perm
Got money to burn till Judgement Day, court is adjourned
Get out of order with me, ****, get your artery turned
Now who want smoke with me?
That's a joke to me
Shoot up your block and double back 'cause I got OCD
I'm triple OG 'round this bitch, they call me OG3
It's me and Mack, he like Shaq, but I'm Kobe B
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In the throne, I'm a king like Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl "Fendi"
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch looking, I wink and she wit' it
And that pussy I'm sinking like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In the throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl "Fendi"
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch looking, I wink and she wit' it
In that pussy, I'm sinking like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Let me see them
Let me see titties
So far and so on
I got diamonds all on my forearm
I got the whole Balenciaga store on
She got Savage Fenty volume four on
I got so much drip, I got a pour-on
On the molly, I'm a moron
But right now, I'm just lightin' za
Let me get my Zaza Gabor on, uh
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In the throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl "Fendi"
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch looking, I wink, and she wit' it
In that pussy, I'm sinking like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Titties
Titties
Titties
Titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties
Let me see them
Titties
I tell that bitch take her shirt off
Sexy ass **** in this bitch with my shirt off
I'on even work out, lil' bitch, I just work hard
I'on even work out, lil' bitch, I just work hard
Her pussy an ocean, my tongue like a surfboard
My dick like a yacht, darling
I might as well throw me a yacht party
This dick gon' have that ho on cloud nine
When I leave, it's gon' feel like the sky falling
She want Lil Tunechi to titty fuck her
I cum on her chest, leave a mini puddle
She make 'em bounce work, them titty muscles
I want the bitch with the biggest bubbles
I want the bitch with the biggest couple
Big ass, big lips that's a triple-double
Yeah, I'm trippin', baby
Yeah, until I stumble, Lil Tunechi
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In the throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl "Fendi"
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch looking, I wink, and she wit' it
In that pussy, I'm sinking like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love titties
Just some titties
Titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk, and love
Titties
And that's when I said
That's when I said
I said, "Are you on your way?"
She say, "Where the Uber at?"
I said, "I'll meet you at my gate, and wait"
Wait till you see your Uber driver's face
And I bought you lingerie, yeah
I just hope you in the mood for that
Or we could talk and spark a J, lil' bae
Then you get too faded, now you gotta stay, either way
Now you fuckin on a **** from the Eastside, yeah
And it's 'bout to get ugly
Turn around, I hit it from the B-side, yeah
Make her scream, "Young Money"

Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Mario K Jefferson & Darius Ginn Jr.

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