I Love Your Titties Cause They Prove Lyrics – Ye

I Love Your Titties Cause They Prove Lyrics is sung by Ye. I Love Your Titties Cause They Prove Lyrics is written by Anthony Clemons & Cydel Young. The name of the song is All Mine.

Song Details

Song Title All Mine
Singer Ye
Songwriter Anthony Clemons & Cydel Young

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I Love Your Titties Cause They Prove Lyrics

[Ant Clemons:]
Yeah, you supermodel thick
Damn, that ass bustin’ out the bottom
I’ma lose my mind in it
Crazy, that medulla oblongata
Get to rubbin’ on my lamp
Get the genie out the bottle

[Ty Dolla $ign and Ant Clemons:]
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Pussy good, go and back it up
Pipe her up, I’ma pipe her up
Make her mine, I done fell in love
Juicy thing, make that pussy sing
One more time, baby, do it big
Make it cry, come boohoo this shit

[Ant Clemons:]
Yeah, you supermodel thick
Damn, that ass bustin’ out the bottom
I’ma lose my mind in it
Crazy, that medulla oblongata
Get to rubbin’ on my lamp
Get the genie out the bottle

[Kanye West:]
If I pull up with a Kerry Washington
That’s gon’ be an enormous scandal
I could have Naomi Campbell
And still might want me a Stormy Daniels
Sometimes you gotta bag the boss up
I call that takin’ Corey Gambles
Find yourself up in the food court
You might have to enjoy a sample
All these thots on Christian Mingle
Almost what got Tristan single
If you don’t ball like him or Kobe
Guarantee that bitch gonna leave you
Ayy, time is extremely valuable
And I prefer to waste it on girls that’s basic
That’s just some Ye shit
Right now, let’s do what we want
Let’s have a threesome: me, you, and a blunt
I love your titties ’cause they prove
I can focus on two things at once

[Ant Clemons:]
Yeah, you supermodel thick
Damn, that ass bustin’ out the bottom
I’ma lose my mind in it
Crazy, that medulla oblongata
Get to rubbin’ on my lamp
Get the genie out the bottle
Get the genie out the bottle

[Kanye West:]
Let me hit it raw like fuck the outcome
Ayy, none of us’d be here without cum
Ayy, if it ain’t all about the income
Ayy, ayy, let me see you go ahead and spend some
Ayy, if you drivin’ ’round in some Dri-Fit
Ayy, I’ma think that you the type to dry snitch
Hm, mhm, if I see you pull up with the three stripes
Ayy, ayy, I’ma fuck around and make you my bitch

[Ant Clemons:]
Yeah, you supermodel thick
Damn, that ass bustin’ out the bottom
I’ma lose my mind in it
Crazy, that medulla oblongata
Get to rubbin’ on my lamp
Get the genie out the bottle
Get the genie out the bottle

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