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Crushin' (The Fat Boys) · Crushin' [Germany] (The Fat Boys) · Life in the Fat Lane: Fat Music, Vol. 4 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fat Music, Vol. 5: Live Fat Die Young (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fat Music for Fat People (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fat Music, Vol. 8: Going Nowhere Fat (Less than Jake) · Boys Boys Boys (The Chiffons) · Boys Boys Boys (Sabrina) · Best of Sabrina: Boys, Boys, Boys (Sabrina) · Boys, Boys, Boys (Lesley Gore) – and 90 other albums »


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And gives his language a spiritual rest
He's just a faaa...
He's just a fat little baby!
Wa, wa, waaaaa...
He wants his bottle, and he don't
night!) Clean it up
I wanna crush all night right now uh
(I wanna crush all night!) Ah keep crushin
(I wanna crush all night!) Ah keep crushin, yeahhh
(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)

(*chanting*)

[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!

Mister Five by Five
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!

Mister Five by Five
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoir dupois

Mister Five by Five
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoirdupois

Mister Five by Five
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!

Mister Five by Five
sleeps in bed.  
That fat boy fills his belly,  
My poor boys's a dead,  
While we say.  
  
[Chorus]

Little by little by little,  
And stone by
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!

Mister Five by Five
When I was a boy
There was no limit on what I could eat
Shake after shake after shake after shake
Followed by all kinds of red meat
Metabolism
Rolly poly fat man
Thunder down the hall
On your way to breakfast
You got to have it all
A plate of cold spaghetti
One day on the floor
Clean
what you like
Us, its just us,
Turnin off my phone tonite girl
Crush, on you, crushin you tonite.

warren g verse 1:
Every now and then I feel a little
I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself?
Can I move with you, do you need
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoirdupois

Mister Five by Five
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!

Mister Five by Five
jokin'
You should hope that disco appearance like broke

Mass destruction when I start crushin' and bustin'
Duck MC's, I'm bumrushin'
Swift wit
boys now 

You can drape yourself in Cartier 
Oh, yeah 
Your account gets fatter day by day 
So the tabloids say 

You're jazzin' with the big
than forced
Time to meet the protagonist, boy
He never showed remorse

Choking on the one thing
His tongue had gotten too fat
A barely walking dead
Call me Dub-A-Double-are-E
N be the end  last letter be the G
G be for Griffin, smiffin, like Wesson
Niggaz, that be 'fessin
I'm crushin your
Cold crushin and I'm dustin, leavin suckers behind
I could never be took, cause what's mine is mine
And I'm just realizin, I'm only hypnotizin
Girlies
what you like
Us, its just us,
Turnin off my phone tonite girl
Crush, on you, crushin you tonite.

warren g verse 1:
Every now and then I feel a little
on sister
Big Pun's used to cock and squeeze like a gun tester
Crushin sister's backs with the demon snap, hit you from the back
Close your eyes relax, let
i got a girl named bony moronie
she's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
i see her rock and roll with her blue jeans on
not very fat, just skin
Holidays are comin'
The kids are getting fat
Put another penny in the corporation hat
There's computer consolation now
For every boy and girl