Lyrics:
love this bitch, but I hate her friends
Whole time, she fuckin' with five (Joe)
I couldn't believe my eyes, uh
I caught the ho by surprise, uh, uh
is big
My fat ass dick in the mouth of yo girl
Rockin her world
Neva rock a curl
Niggas know pop a perm
Im on the scene while I sip the lean
on fire
Get rich, the empire's
About to strike back
If you rock the mic wack
And that's the way it is 'cause yo
It's like that
[Sadat X]
Money,
smoking on cack jack got me red
All that lean I might nap nap straight to bed
I be high on the flap jacks on a jet
Yea I send a nigga back
Send a nigga back
whip, yeah he big bro
But I made the calls, gon' hit that lick and do it quick
Take that shit back to the crib like it's a pick
Hop on live, and gon' head
mom's basement so we had to go back to your place
Throw on that Ron G r&b blend tape
Had the fat chain, medallion looked like a dinner plate
Poetic
fevered-summer waking morn.
Back back when the poor poor boy was born.
Now cross into his fortune.
While enchanted by the queen.
A lone shady shelter stood
Pockets so fat, I need a treadmill
Carrying really be hurting my back, huh
Now I could do what I want, I'm like Lil Uzi, ya
Now I got all this freedom, I
a thing
Pass the crown want the mantle
Niggas ain't trynna battle
Niggas rats watch em tattle
In the grave light the candle
Pass the lean want a sample
Back
In the ams my money starts counting
Watch how I get me a fountain
Fuck up the water, Put lean in the ground then
Ass lookin' fat like a mounding
Shorty
we go break the bank
Peng manana like Mwaka hal
She give me brain, she fat from dull
Gangster smart, we back in style
East side boy I smake and smile
getting lace
just turned 21 lil bitch I'm a savage
Shame on ya bitches tht thought I was average
Ass be on fat she been eating her cabbage
My name
some advise
Pull up in a coupe that lean back, Miami Vice
You do not kno what I mean by
My nigga won't even think twice
Nigga I'm faded and she gettin'
You love that bitch but does she call you back though
I need this bitch yeah the back kind fat yo
Fatter than a kid that love mcdonalds
Pull up
stuck back back
In time, fine, let me backtrack my lines,
In fact that rhymes find and relax that mind in line
When I elevate, I meditate, when lean
packing heat trying to get
A little fame by snatching a rappers chain little shorty want to
Gang bang snort cane sip lean like Lil Wayne cock back take
Aim
then take it all away
Turn me to a slave for my cravings
Tell me that im fat and im lazy
Left in a trance in front of a tv let the media have its way
to the ground by high as a cloud
Create my own wave don't follow the crowd
Work like a slave but mama she proud
Open your head you fuck with her child
Just go
lean
Keep the drank, ran my bank, get it off In a blink blink
Ran my racks pockets fat caught a bee sting
Emg counting up we be in sync
Ran it up off
they die young
In the hood in my cadillac flyer, thru the 'wood
Wit my homie Iatola in tha Clover
Pink soda mind of a noter
Lean on my shoulder slang
a trip how they die young
In the hood in my Cadillac flyer, through the 'Wood
Wit my homie Iatola in the Clover
Pink soda mind of a noter
Lean on my
trynna get back
She looking good and her ass looking fat, I hit from the back
On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies
That bitch tried
mehr CDs als Fat Joe
Der Pelikan fliegt, Freezy Mann ich klebe am Beat
Lebe Musik, bis es irgendwann mal jedermann sieht
Tut mir leid, Mann doch du
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
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