Ty Dolla Sign - Hottest In The City Lyrics

(Yeah, oh no, ooh)
(Yeah, man, Ty what's good, man?)
(Onsight man, when I see that bitch I'ma...)

Beat the pussy like I'm Joe Jackson (yeah, ho)
Lick that pussy, stick that pussy, that's the total package (yeah, ho)
Pretty brown skin geeked, late for all her classes
'Cause we wasted half a hour gettin' head in traffic (yeah, ho)
Made it rain on her, now that pussy extra splashin' (yeah, ho)
And that thang soakin' wet, I forgot my jacket (yeah, ho)

720S Mclaren, my shit go the fastest (woo)
Got a stain on my shirt from these Cookie ashes (yeah, ho)
New Versace denim, bust 'em with the cherry ashes (yeah, ho)
All she want is new Chanel and Celine glasses (yeah, ho)
Anything she want, anything she want (I'm buyin' it)
She want sushi, we fly out to Tokyo for lunch (for lunch)

Who the hottest in the city? (Now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Hottest, now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah, ho)
Ain't no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (now, who the hottest?)
Ain't no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah, ho)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah, ho)

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis

SOSer, ain't no panties under that dressa (mmm)
Nipple rings pokin' through the shirt, tats on her neck-a
Ass fat like a Mack truck, ready for a wrecka (ooh)
Rich nigga dick betta, come with a checka

I might have to flex her, bust a Rollie on a bitch
Promised her a Tesla if she swallow all the kids
Hands on the dresser, she might let my dogs hit it
That pussy stay wetter when it's on a raw dick

Called her ass lit, at the club on that peach crown (mmm)
Been a minute boo, ooh that pussy need a beat down (mmm)
Ritz-Carlton hotel, them sheets need a squeeze down (Skeet, skeet)
Ass wide, got the gun, I had to hold the skreet down

Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real
Yeah she gon' hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real
Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me
Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me

Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (bounce that)
Let me smack that (yeah, ho)
What you lookin' at? (What you lookin' at?)
Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (bounce that)
Let me smack that, I had fun with that

Onsight, onsight she know I need that (bounce that)
Onsight, onsight, like where the weed at?
Onsight, onsight, I cop it off the lot
Screaming
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