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Albums:

Kitty Kat (2XL) · Kitty Kat (2XL) · Kitty Kat Max [CD Single] (1000 Clowns) · Kat Dancin' (Frank Strazzeri) · Kat on the Keys (Little Willie Littlefield) · Kat-A-Comb (K T) · Krazy Kat [Jazz Tune] (Bix Beiderbecke) · That Kat Sure Could Play!: The Singles 1951-1957 (Ike Turner) · The Adventures of MC Skat Kat and the Stray Mob (MC Skat Kat) · Best of Kat-Tun (Kat-Tun) – and 65 other albums »


Lonely and crippled she lives all alone
Stares out the window, no one on the telephone
Her only friend - a little kitty kat
She feeds it a lot
Look at the boy in the kitty kat shirt,
He might be good looking, but he still can't flirt.
Look at the girl in the really tight shirt,
She might be
doin' everything
So u kno wats happenin', there no need to pitty-pat
Dogg in this motherfucker, yeh I get da kitty-kat
Swervin' on da one-ten blowin'
Oh, where's my kitty kat, where's my kitty kat at
Welcome to our party, sexy likkle shorties
"Written On Ya Kitten", lickin' lime from my Bacardi
Rub
me little mama
But you could say I'm on duty
I'm lookin' for a cutie
A real big o' ghetto booty
I really like your kitty kat
And if you let me touch
I really like your kitty kat
And if you let me touch her
I know you're not a bluffer
I'll take you to go see Usher
I keep a couple hoes
Like
kitty kat?"
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
And I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes
square diamond of jiggy
They givin ??, up to woodsy
Manipulatin they minds in the alleyways
These dizzy and shitty rats, the sizes of kitty-kats
They
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
couch 
Real G's in dime hats, know what, I'm talkin about 
Uhh, be up playa, don't pay for the kitty kat 
I mean if you bout it bout it, give her some
aus der Yacht heraus
Hustler-Sound, Rick Ross ist richtig fett
Und hat mehr Titten als Kitty Kat
Toni, gib mir jetzt diese Kur Anabol
Banger Musik,
kitty kat?"
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
And I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter