Lyrics:
Duck Duck Goose
Trick or Treat her yeah I got a sweet tooth
Seven ways up, multiplying by 2
14 Ways I’m gonna get me the loot
Chase me a bag I say “fuck
aint over til the fat lady sing
But she gone now, feelings like life don't mean a thing
It ain't over til you call me by name
For once, see me as I am
the true and certified who resided pimpin' back
Fat Joe is good coke and the crack in the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But I pack is the best
So when
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
Girl I like it when you do it like that
I like the way you shake and you bounce that back
I like the way it looks 'cause your booty so fat
I'd like
out, grab a white bitch by her titties
Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology
You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology
Quick wit the pistol,
Ass black as a cup of Joe
Want fat stacks and a couple woahs
No fame without a couple foes
And bunch of white and a couple noses
Plastic dreams,
Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty By Nature and all the real thugs out there
(Who fi broke-broke an who fi rich-rich)
Keep it comin'!
(Outlaw
Verse 1:
Pretty fat muhfucka
Don't mistake me for no chick
I can't ever sweat a woman, got a different type of drip
You know I come from the Field
I
in ten fold
Shit got me in like the craziest way
Tryna escape reality in like the waviest way
Told my demons that I'm sailing away
But then I jumped
Yo mon shit est fat not givin' a f**k
J'suis un véritable une menace un crook
L'feu impérissable du désir de prod
M'a pas permis d'abandonner la
Lord send me a QT
Brown pretty skin with a big fat booty
Yeah, big ol' booty ass so fat can I watch it like a movie
Damn, am i a groupie?
I love
gotta drop me a tape
No haircut in two weeks I need a tape
Her ass is so fat I don't care if its fake
I go in the booth and I one take
Shawty got cake its
like honey, yeah
It's on the way, I need a big body Wraith
They tryna be part of my wave
I cannot pardon yo ways nahh
Fat ass i want hands on
She eat up
M.O.P., kept it hardcore, from Onyx to DMX
Now it's on Soundscan sells and BDS
When the Fat Boys, to Big Punisher and Fat Joe
EPMD, to me was, the best
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
cheap labor and fat profits by selling, to you
Before you say what I think, take a deeper look
Why are these people so poor that they need this work
No
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I
the certified
Scientific head
Fat Joe is cook coke
Jules is crack and the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But our pack is the best
So when you see the 8
Michelle Obama
Killed Barack Osama
Joe mama
Spitting like a llama
Look both ways when I cross the street
Erase half of you boys when I snap
First the fat boys break up ,everyday i wake up
I turn into a fat boy I gotta get my cake up
Gotta appetite that could feed half Jamaica
I know
cap
So all my bands stay fat
Yea Welcome to my trap
Niggas shootin' at my hat
We been rollin' this shit fat
Yea I'm the plug no cap
Got a guy stay in
I'm from the A
If you send them a hit they going all out the way
No matter the pay
You receiving a call by the end of the day
My opps dead I don't got
Foreign coat keeping me cozy
I'm serving the coke like I'm Tony
My bitch ass is fat like pony
Wok in my cup got me doze
Got zot in my blunt now I'm
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