The famous Titty

Titty T-titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don’t wanna tell you but i’m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captains high
On the coast I’m a scary guy
Titty T-titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don’t wanna tell you but i’m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captains high
On the coast I’m a scary guy

Margaret, won’t you get yourself a new face-lift
I’m tired, I’ve been looking your way and your face has gone through some changes
All good though, Titty don’t care if you lose your features
No prize if you’ve got enough eyes, but your bum don’t look like two peaches

Oh my god, Krunk king God, Krunk killed God, Krunk is God

Tread the line dealer
Jesus won't heal ya
Krunk you sick fuck they’re fat еnough creature
Only on Sunday
Gather to fеast Sundaes
Clocking the towns people go weak at the knees, (okay)
Le freak of the tower, wait in line for about an hour just to shoot
Up her skirt and take a photo, that's girl power
See my house, yeah it’s made of fucking cake the walls the floors the halls, I've even got a lake
Yeah pop back evil that suffer the mind
Thinking I'm out of the light children all told that they shine
Catching the wind on a chime
Being that fat is a crime, oh well
There goes your skin stretching all over your thighs
First, you gonna tell me I lie, then you'll go home and you'll cry
Eat a tub of whatever suits you and ink over the dye

Titty T-titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don’t wanna tell you but i’m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captains high
On the coast I’m a scary guy
Titty T-titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don’t wanna tell you but i’m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captains high
On the coast I’m a scary guy