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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) · Fat Cat Clique (Fat Cat Clique) · The Best of Ray Charles [Fat Cat] (Ray Charles) · Across Uneven Terrain: A Fat Cat Compilation, 1997-1999 (Funkstorunng) · Feel the Blues [Fat Boy] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Original Soundtracks: Alice Faye (Jeanette MacDonald) · Most Favourite Faye (Faye Wong) – and 90 other albums »


to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like
widows soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still
fuckin' plastic, I'm on the floor, an I can't stop throwin' up, 
Devastatin', grippin' the toilet, regergutatin', 
Like a fat ass rat, 
On a big ass
says here that cats are on the upgrade (upgrade?)
Hipgrave, downgrades are rare, it's got that fat and old cat

In the clear white circles of morning
booty, ooh wee, got a **** glancin' every time that **** react
I tawt I taw a puddy cat, gimme, gimme, gimme that

Fat cat, don't act on a pimp
You got me
keep my chin held high, I can stop my hopes from sinkin'
That's the one thing gets a poor boy by: big thinkin'

Friday night when the city lights
That's the way to go
Tell her booey-ooey got a nigga glancin'
Every time that ass react
I thought I saw a puddy cat
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fat cat
That's the way to go
Tell her booey-ooey got a nigga glancin'
Every time that ass react
I thought I saw a puddy cat
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fat cat
the Schmooche Cat addiction affection 

To her state and being I had her seeing triple visions 

Blue mountain tops and purple valley 

Wantin' to hang with
That's the way to go
Tell her booey-ooey got a nigga glancin'
Every time that ass react
I thought I saw a puddy cat
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fat cat
That's the way to go
Tell her booey-ooey got a nigga glancin'
Every time that ass react
I thought I saw a puddy cat
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fat cat
That's the way to go
Tell her booey-ooey got a nigga glancin'
Every time that ass react
I thought I saw a puddy cat
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fat cat
pepperhead from 164th

I stay shivery on cash delivery
Cats ain't never gettin me, high as I be
Get my think on, get my drink on
Cuban links on with my
play with the big boys, toys bringin that weak shit 

Before the battle I hit em off with fat, ladies latest release on cassette 

They were done
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
 
Yeah that's right nine eight
taking no shorts
And why'all need to know that
To make your head fat boy
[Humpty-Hump]
Pinocchio says ignore my nose, you can trust him
I saw Bill in the back of Capitol Hill with Lil' Miss Muffin

[Shock-G]
Little Boys in Blue and Red
cruised for boys on the strip
But death by the bottle is what made her hip
Marylin's beauty showed age every day
But her sinister end helped her keep age
catch ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact
bombings
The fires are alarming
The fire alarms are oddly calming
A water beetle jitterbugs in litter
Kitty cats across the sidewalk after rats are fat
black and blue
Mc's sayin' damn what got it goin after you
Slam my microphone and do just what I have to do
Hey yo, I'd like to stop and chat but I'm
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power

Big fat tyres and everything 
I love it and I need it, I feed
catch ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact
under the seat
For the cats who get the sudden urge and want to try to jack
Cause when your pockets is fat
It seems like all the haters and hood-rats
a papsmear
Cat's stear outta my way and split as I switch to my fast gear
The fact's clear Rappers, they act queer, lappin' up ass hair
Yappin like "That's