Lyrics Ty Dolla $ign

Ty Dolla $ign

Hottest in the City

Play me some pimpin' mane

Yeah mane, Ty what's good mane?

On sight mane, when I see that bitch I'ma...

Beat the pussy like I'm Joe Jackson

Lick that pussy, stick that pussy, that's the total package

Pretty brown skin geeked, late for all her classes

'Cause we wasted half a hour gettin' head in traffic

Made it rain on her, now that pussy extra splashy

In that thang soakin' wet, I forgot my jacket

720S McLaren, my shit go the fastest

Got a stain on my shirt from these Cookie ashes

New Versace denim, bought some with the Chain Reactions

All she want is new Chanel and Celine glasses

Anything she want, anything she want

She want sushi, we fly out to Tokyo for lunch

Who the hottest in the city?

Who the hottest in the city?

Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah)

Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah ho)

Ain't no nigga in this

Did it like I did it (Yeah ho)

Ain't no nigga in this

Did it like I did it

Who the nigga in the city? (Yeah ho)

Who the nigga 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

SOS-ah, no panties under that dress-ah

Nipple rings pokin' through the shirt, tats on her neck-ah

Ass fat like a Mack truck, ready for a wreck-ah

Rich nigga better, come with a check-ah

I might have to flex-ah, bust a Rollie on the bitch

Promised her a Tesla, if she swallowed all the kids

Bands on the dresser, she might let my dogs hit

Pussy stay wetter when it's on the raw dick

Caught her ass lit at the club on that Peach Crown

Been a minute boo, ooh that pussy need a beat down

Ritz-Carlton Hotel, them sheets need a squeeze-down

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

Let me smack that, what you lookin' at?

Girl, that ass fat and that monkey fat

Let me smack that, I'll have fun with that

On sight, on sight, she know I need that

On sight, on sight like where the beat at

On sight, on sight I got that open lock

Screamin' free Opree till they let him out