Lyrics Lotto - TiaCorine

(That bitch Tia?) Yup
Uh huh

I don′t give a fuck
I'll beat a bitch up
Scratch off like lotto
Bitch try ya′ luck
Glock on my hip
Surgeon tummy tuck
Got yo' bitch in the crowd like 34 what
Nigga I'm badder then yo′ bitch weave
Bitch please
Like ice make everybody freeze
Get on yo′ knees
You cannot do me
Just lick on my pussy
Then you can leave

34 came through
Like doomsday
With the steal to yo' brain
Like toupee
Pretty bitch
And she mix like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on a beat
Like Hussein
34 came through
Like doomsday
With the steal to yo′ brain
Like toupee
Pretty bitch
And she mix like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like
Hussein

Annie Oakley, light that bitch up like smokey
Low-key
I'ma petty bitch, but you owe me
No we don′t wait in line, they know me
Italian nigga, eat my pussy like cannoli
Play with my pussy like guitar, Bon jovi
Slowly, Ride that nigga dick, like pony
OD, nn my pussy boy
Like OP
Soaking
Make it sound off macaroni
My only
I'm his Yvette
He Jody
No phony
Baby don′t tell me
He show me
Can't hoe me
'Cause I get money
On my only
Foreign
If it ain′t that
Then I′m snoring

I don't give a fuck
I′ll beat a bitch up
Scratch off like lotto
Bitch try ya' luck
Glock on my hip
Surgeon tummy tuck
Got yo′ bitch in the crowd like 34 what
Nigga I'm badder then yo′ bitch weave
Bitch please
Like ice make everybody freeze
Get on yo' knees
You cannot do me
Just lick on my pussy
Then you can leave

34 came thru
Like doomsday
With the steal to yo' brain
Like toupee
Pretty bitch
And she mix like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like
Hussein
34 came through
Like doomsday
With the steal to yo′ brain
Like toupee
Pretty bitch
And she mix like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like
Hussein

Low-key, I′m a petty bitch, but you owe me
Italian nigga, eat my pussy like cannoli