Kitty

Lyrics

Let me tell a story 'bout a boy named Brian
 This is not a fairy tale, no, that's not what I'm implyin'
 This is really not the type rhyme, writin' 'bout flexin'
 Got some bitches on the phone, but I'm really not replyin' type shit
 With the clique, and we goin' out to get ourselves a drink
 To the fast lane, Mike made the pedal fuckin' sink
 Bumpin' Lil Wayne, feelin' like we ain't got time to think
 Cigarettes, feelin' like we be the kings
 Got to the party 'bout 11:28
 Went up to the bartender askin' for some Bombay
 No mixer, straight up, so you know I'm gettin' wasted
 Then I realized I ain't even bring my paper
 Mike nowhere to be seen, losin' like I'm Charlie Sheen
 Lookin' left and right, panickin' 'cause now my glass is clean
 Talkin' to the bartender, "Sorry sir, I'm just a teen"
 That's when I finally met the girl of my fuckin' dreams
 Ain't no game that I play when it comes to
 Gettin' that kitty out the cage for my night, go
 Drive to store just to buy a fuckin' mattress
 If that can mean she gon' end up on my nitrous
 Back to the story, and now I'm talkin' to this girl
 I'ma call her Tracy and she lookin' like dessert
 She noticin' that I'm stressin' and she asked me, "What for?"
 And I told her everything, and she gave me three fours
 She said, "Where you wanna go?" and I told her, "I don't know"
 "Do you got a girlfriend? That don't really matter, though"
 I'm like, "Oh shit", thinkin' 'bout where this gonna go
 So I proceed, man's never did this shit before, ayy
 Back to her place now, tryna get my thing up
 2 a.m., whiskey dick, 80 percent discount
 So I had to go down, cruisin' down to poon town
 Makin' sure I put that bitch's frown on upside-down
 Gettin' pretty wet, sweat runnin' down her neck
 And the kitty so cute, I wanna keep it as a pet
 She so clean, man, that pussy smell like honeydew zest
 Finally, gettin' hard, so you know what's finna happen next
 Ain't no game that I play when it comes to
 Gettin' that kitty out the cage for my night, go
 Drive to store just to buy a fuckin' mattress
 If that can mean she gon' end up on my nitrous
 Strugglin' to put the Jimmy on
 Turnin' red, I feel like a chameleon
 Then she gettin' on top and yo' boy just start to feel hysteria
 "Bump and Grind" playin' in the stereo
 When I told her, "It's my first time"
 And she told me, "Baby, it's fine, I don't mind"
 Then she held my hand and it was intertwined
 My God, it was nothin' like what I had in my mind
 Now it's time to put it in, baby, now it's prime time
 This is where the fun begun
 Heard her moan, and I'm feelin' like I'm 'bout to fuckin' cum
 Heard a knock, now your boy's got to go and fuckin' run
 Then I made a jump, heard the loudest scream ever
 It was from her fuckin' mom, ayy
 Called Mike on the team, said, "I need to leave the scene"
 He done picked me up, told him 'bout the girl that did the deed
 Even said her name, then he asked if he could take a peek
 Jumped out his fuckin' seat, turns out I fucked his sis
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
02:45
Key
8
Tempo
93 BPM

Share

More Songs by Rich Brian

Albums by Rich Brian

Similar Songs