Itty Bitty Titty Committee Lyrics – Ham Sandwich
Singer: Ham Sandwich
Title: Itty Bitty Titty Committee
Yeah
Ayy!
Well, what do you know?
You know
What do you know?
I’m a man of very fine tastes (a very fine man)
So
I need a shawty in the itty bitty titty committe (yeah)
Who got them mini-milkies, f#ck on my titty (yeah)
And blow up your city (yeah), i’m serious (yessir!)
n#gg#s tryna preach oppai, but i ain’t hearin’ it (nah!)
I been tryna see mo’ types of body images (yeah)
I’m lookin’ fo’ the flat kind (woo!)
Maybe with a little bit of something on the backside (yessir!)
Hop into the p#ss#, like a n#gg# ’bout to capsize (woo)
If we’re bein’ real, i don’t care about her bap-size, ayy (yeah, yeah)
Look, i just need a baddie, she ain’t—
Ay-ay-ayy! let me cook here!
Oh my—
n#gg#s so scared of being called gay, they afraid to f#ck with flat-chested b#tches, like
The f#ck, wrong with you? sh#t is so sad, man
Check this out
I just need a baddie (yeah), she ain’t need to have a fatty (yeah)
Just as long as i can ride it like a caddy, then i’m pullin’ up
Promise, i don’t give a f#ck (nah), ’bout what they say to me (woo)
The t#tt#es could be a-b-c (woo), as long as i can lay the d (yessir!)
The size could go a to z (woo), between where i’m made to be (yessir!)
I seen you movin’ gracefully (woo), no make-believe (woo)
And if it’s on the smaller side (uh-huh), that really mean more space for me (uh-huh)
Then i’ma feel the vacancy, ’cause that ain’t sh#t that you can take from me (yessir!)
Ayy, so lemme pull up on a abby jones
No pretendin’, hit it both sides, like a palindrome (nope)
Know we finna hit a lick and split a casserole (yeah)
Re-up when i spin the block, it’s something when i pass and go (-sir!)
I’d rather she be flat than be full of acetone (yeah)
For me, it’s all about the shape, ’cause if that {?}
It doesn’t make a difference if she bust you, when her #ss is thrown (hey!)
Toss her a band, now she buildin’ up my manaflow (yeah)
I seen elaina need a new broom to ride on (ooh!)
Just the same, i need {?} to slide on, hey (ooh)
They know i’m f#ckin’ with them witch b#tches (yeah)
’cause they the anything you wanna, grant your wish, b#tches (uh-huh)
If we’re bein’ honest, i’ma need a witch missus (damn!)
Ugh, am i gonna have to make a song about this?
And i ain’t f#ckin’ with a n#gg# bein’ dissmissive (woo!)
I’m dunkin’ every negatives, so the diss misses (woo!)
’cause back in days i had the pot, but couldn’t piss in it (damn)
See, back in days ‘was duckin’ shots but couldn’t miss, innit? (damn!)
If life’s an ocean and you nothing but a fish in it (damn!)
You gotta get yourself {?}, or i will start to fish in it (yessir)
I treat your thottie like the air, put my fist in it (eugh!)
I treat my body with the care i threw my businesses (yeah)
I pull the glocky on an opp, he get to kissin’ it (brrah!)
He out the loop, we run him down, and that’s the gist of it
Can’t get a n#gg# hang if he ain’t know the visciousness (nah)
Aye! get me a bad b#tch! (yessir!)
And her t#tt#es don’t need to be massive! (yessir!)
Hell, then don’t need to be average! (please!)
I ain’t a picky eater, n#gg#, i’m a savage (yeah)
Danganronpa, kill the p#ss#, feelin’ like the {?} (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Hackin’ with a white-hat (woo), i pull up on her back-end (woo)
And tap in, you lackin’ (woo), i’m all bad, that action (woo), i’m strapped in
She got the flattest of surfaces, and her #ss is the curviest
’cause she actually workin’ it, uh!
They look at all i prefer and call me a pariah (damn)
When i know that all you n#gg#s was {?} (that’s true!)
Hold on! i need me a nessa, super {?}
She better put a n#gg# on the strecher
I ain’t stressin ’bout sh#t, huh, like i’m killua
Kobayashi sippin’ sake, and gettin’ sloppy (yessir!)
First she was something psychic, might just call her tatsumaki (yessir!)
She kinda {?}, but don’t be shocked when i’m tryna rock with roxy (woo! woo!)
Kaguya’s a no-brainer, see that fruit? a low-hanger (yeah)
n#gg#s talking crazy on my discord (nah), but i ain’t never pissed off (nah)
’cause i know all these n#gg#s getting no bangers (damn!)
To a hater, i feel no anger, ’cause i’m securing my position, feelin’ no danger
Patiently waiting for the day that i could go major, yeah (yessir!)
And that’s just the {?} f#ckin’ facts, n#gg#
I’m really out here makin’ real money
Rappin’ about fictional women
Ts, i think i’m cool with doing this (escape to oklahoma)
I think, yeah (well, what do you know?)
I think i’d rather be doing this than a day-job, yeah
And i’m just havin’ fun with it
Shit, i ain’t even serious yet
But don’t worry, (yeah!) it’ll get serious
Soon enough
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