Lyrics:
I'm the God of autotune and you niggas just a hoe
Yeah average Joe
I said it once and I'll say it twice
Nigga I'm not nice
Fuck fat niggas
Fuck fat
calling your bitch up
Throw me that puss like a clitor
Joe fuck a thumb in the whipper
And my pockets fat like a hippo
My pockets fat like I'm Lizzo
I
'm Swayze (bitch)
Recognize G, straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck ALL of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, ass licked
the cookies by the pound n**ga
Smoke the gas by the ounce n**ga (yeah)
Roll it up and burn it down n**ga (yee)
I'm getting head on a private flight (suck it up)
you, put the pump to your ear and
Pump up the volume, knock out a tall dude, bear hug a fat boy
I fucked the teacher and stomp on the frat boy
I don't
thirty feet the fat lace
10 for the rafters
Cut the other 20 in the 4 or 5 after
'Til each one on checkerboard J & J classics
Pose when he go to kick
His
to give
White hancock, throw you cross the Blacktop
You done made a bad choice
Like all these fuckin fat cops
Wanna donut?
I know its low but, so what
Its
a friend to me
Fat Joe, he call me literally, put me on a track instantly
Caribbean connection put me all the way up
What goes up must go down, so Thugga
the studio getting me right again chile
Ayo, what the fuck is good
Where my freaky bitches at
When I walk in the function
Ass real fat, so all the niggas
homies a Whether B
Fred Dogg S P double E D Y cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe
B
Seaten
me then turnin around I peeped the lovely
Fly face, fat ass gave me a glass of bubbly, said,
"Compliments of Bugsy," then took me across the persian
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
fallin' off, them bars hella weak though
Her a** fat, but I love it when she deep-throat
Rolling blunts bigger than California Burrito
Don't call me by my
f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance
You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side
a hustler all my life gimme six stacks,
Cop my self a quarter kite I can flip that,
Cook it till its solid white tell 'em hit that,
Big fat Os of that
Jillian from Lion Babe
Some of the things that make my day
Not to get mushy, but I love the pussy
And when it comes attached to a fat tushy
I love me,
album
Morning noon night
Tin ba korin mele jeun
Omo to lo wiki de
To tun lo si abijan
I thought I was lost
Mami ni ma weyin wo biti lot
In life I ga
message would it send if I don't take a chance?
I'd rather drop and die then to be a coward of a man
All I ever wanted was to make an album
That would
off an adam f bomb
I move like robotron, turn the lights off!
Girl she had a big fat ass
We smokin weed tonight, we smokin weed tonight, see'mon
Businessidol
Ich werde dann Influencer
Zeige dir dann ETF und Trading
In der Insta Bio steht dann
Much History in the Making
Oldschool wie Tupac
Biggie oder Fat
in my grill
They must know that I got bird stashed all up in my grill
Camouflage by the armor all while it's sparkling off my wheels
And I fuck hoes
say "Fuck him!" for doing the tracks
Matter of fact, fuck Fat Beats, for doing the wax
I'ma diss you via e-mail and then through a fax
I'ma diss you by
you got a back up plan 'cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eatin' your
I want is for the Loob to put on Barnyard
Fat bitch is crying for me to get up
Everything in my mind is flaring up
Hearing voices saying that I will
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