Lyrics:
right now
You either with us or you’re gun down
Man it’s PS we don’t play around
The fat boy for the win
Fat boy in the drip
Fat boy blowing up
Fat boy
coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
the boy
Just do it for the boy
Do, do it for the boy
Baby, you a beast
Baby, you a dog
So if I call you my bitch
Please don't take it wrong
And man
, don't lose your vibe, ah
I heard the tings him say, ah
I see the tings him do, ah
Come go with me, fat boy
And I'll be there for you
Hey, fat boy
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up,
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
to be just like you my whole life dog
I can't believe them niggas stole ya, that shit's pain to me
But don't trip, I hold you down, you still remain
night or noon
Here's the words, that's all you need
'Cause I just sang the tune:
Oh, I don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
She's
the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt, butt-naked it all work
You nasty boy, you nasty
You
boy Flemmin, yellow bone women
Got to come through real sexy, not skinny
Don't want no big fat bitch
Can't let that ho ride with me on the switch
Gotta
boy Flemmin, yellow bone women
Got to come through real sexy, not skinny
Don't want no big fat bitch
Can't let that ho ride with me on the switch
Gotta
a spade
"Ruga" rocking Beats by Dre
Drum
Big drum on my dog
Drum on my dog
Big drum; big dog
Please don't make me break you off
Big drum on my dog
Drum
say you a sinner, blow pan dis katrina
Don't fuck with a thing ya, dog dem hungry fi dina
Why you think man binn ahh cause a darkness a dog dem live na
keep my pockets fat like opera singers
So sharp, if you touch me, I'll chop your fingers
I'm on top of the game like helicopter angles
I see you
know y'all been told I don't give a fuck about livin'
Killin' other dogs got you cats chasin' Pigeons
Got me itchin' to bring back the beast from
to a dime
Now I keep it in the air by pound at a time
I fucks with a few niggas
Don’t smoke with new niggas
And I burn I’m that killer
Me and Snoop Dogg
There we go, okay, okay, don't do me greazy, okay
Uh, ay, you know what a oneeds?
Do you really know what a dog needs?
A dog needs a- (what?
There we go, okay, okay, don't do me greazy, okay
Uh, ay, you know what a oneeds?
Do you really know what a dog needs?
A dog needs a- (what?
told one million times
About a boy growin' up to a life of crime
I heard it before, you heard it too
But now, homeboy, it's just me and you
You see,
to chill, don't player hate!
Kick back relax and just take off yo' shoes
While I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Let me touch
diamonds that's covered like eczema
Me and my dogs don't fuck with the rest of 'em
Don't fuck with the rest of 'em
Me and my dogs don't fuck with the rest
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You don't see my diamonds
Cause them boys comin out
I'm a take and break the mic
Yes that got me goin
took a couple L's but you know I bounce like that
Bounce that
Called a dog cuz I bite back
Me my niggas in the club throwing fat stacks
Fat racks
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