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a vision in (That i see the vision in ) Jiggle the flab Jiggle flab Play with your toys and I snatch and grab I got what you had now ya mad Hip thrust ma
my way Like memories of yesterday See all them leaves must fall down, growin' old Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab Sores
my way Like memories of yesterday See all them leaves must fall down, growin' old Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab Sores
that He's fat and he won't give me his snap Cah under his flab His phone got trapped He's strapped with food and gretas fags When she's off out late
oh my my my oh my my oh my flabbergasted my my my my my oh my my my oh my my my my my my flab flab flabbergast my oh my my my oh my oh my my oh my
flab And married men glimpses of what they can't have Eye candy galore on every beach, it's sex education nobody can teach Gals lie face down topless
the flab in every house T.V. Caesar Mighty Mouse Shares the bed in every house T.V. Caesar Mighty Mouse Tops the pops in every house Sandwiched in
the flab in every house T.V. Caesar Mighty Mouse Shares the bed in every house T.V. Caesar Mighty Mouse Tops the pops in every house Sandwiched in
with a view When one becomes two Fuck you Never to matter the number of flies feasting the flab that bolsters your thighs Your womb Your breeding
devastated with soaring blast of nuclear hatred, flashing through the debris cloud into the atmosphere below. The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7 On the horizon
the debris cloud into the atmosphere below. The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7 On the horizon was the blazing outlines of a bombed city, the outlying areas
felt so free to move this way Well you can trace your tongue down my rib cage And you can shake the flab on my ass You can rock me and roll me head me
du trommet på min cajon? Biksen baksen fjongoballon med en Flabdi fjongo facon Flab, flab Flabdi, Flabdi Flabbelap, flabbelap Fedt, fedt Biksen
of hormones No more crow's feet, no more flab No more love handles to grab You'll be so thin they'll all think you're Walking sideways like a crab Nothing
old flab They always pay us plenty for teamwork We split it 80-20 that's teamwork (Yours is tax free) When others start to part and go off the beam
old flab They always pay us plenty for teamwork We split it 80-20 that's teamwork (Yours is tax free) When others start to part and go off the beam
the pussy and jabbing Like I’m Zab Judah And plummet her pussy with plungers Like I’m Roto Rooter Beat the pussy til the shit flab And wear it out til it
and flab You look sick, pudgy and crap Now your chick want to hug me and smash I look lovely with cash instead of muggy and clash You act like we were
an ounce of flab, is on my body My mother's part Spanish, my father's part yardie I'm not a junior, try to see me catch a wool I got yeast to rise
and flab You look sick, pudgy and crap Now your chick want to hug me and smash I look lovely with cash instead of muggy and clash You act like we were
get in my Honda I's determined I'd turn all my flab to lean I would hear of some new diet And I'd run right out and try it Didn't eat a thing for
an ounce of flab, is on my body My mother's part Spanish, my father's part yardie I'm not a junior, try to see me catch a wool I got yeast to rise
I was riding on a concrete slab, down a river of useless flab it was such a beautiful day I heard a witchdoctor say, "I'll turn you into
ain't a video chick (nah) Or runway model anorexic I love what I can hold and grab on So if you burn it off then keep the flab on We gonna stay
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