Lyrics:
have to change the world
Or have to be changed by the world
Sometimes I look up to the sky
And I feel so lost it hurts
My sense of pride is tossed in
The paper birds
Let’s talk about the street fightin'
We liked it and never lost it
That's gun riots
Drive by it with no stalkin'
That shit talkin'
Pissed off
no crusts
And making fun of Mr. Bucket
And then we'd play the dozens, yo, your momma was so fat
Teachers, they would look us in the eye and say, don't
put me through
Looking at my efforts, I feel like a fool
Can't never fall in love, I fall into a pool
Ass fat full moon in the afternoon
What happens
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
the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I
the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I
lost my temper, I don't know what got in me
You know I'm probably by myself, wasn't no assembly
I'm a North Philly nigga, I blow a hundred, don't tempt
we live for free or is there no freedom
I'm lost in the hatred I can't see
I love to end up hating
I feel to get nothing
I wanna make this song
Walk in the house, I don't take off my shoes
I'm partying through the roof
Lost my count, so many bad bitches in the room
I don't want 1 I want 2
Got it
Aye look
Never a question if Im getting to it might barely see a nigga all day
Gotta get it till we all paid yeah I need a crib with a long gates
Fat
Verse 1:
I wake up everyday with success on my mind
Mothafuckas hatin on me every time I ride by
Mothafuckas hatin on me cause they know I’m that
really am a mack
Now sit that fat back in the black cab
As we drive by all these hot and drunk girls
In kabab shop after vodka shots
And taking off their
and a phone
He wasn't out gettin' paid by the vial
He was a different kind of man with a different style
He didn't sport a fat rope and that was strange
He
and I'm startin to see reality
No more hip-hop -- what was I thinkin of?
No more fat tracks and no family to love
No incidents makin black people tighter
No
takin a chance at crappin out
Like today boy, I lost one of my best hips
Natural thick lips, no animal fat implants
Wide load, just started workin
Track 4 "270 Somethin'"
Parody of Mark Wills' "19 Somethin'" by Mark Wills
Enjoy
Woo
You know a man does have to eat him somethin'
I love
Moving like a detective
Lost my homies before 11
Turned around met realer ones
Smoked some gas it was killa
Overflowed fat filled up
The stress tryin
and the gas
hash
taggin
my lungs
by loves
calling in sick again
inebriated ways in my ways
with the lack of change
neighbor in the mirror
reflect the same
pick up
I lost it all before but now I lost yo love
I'm to blame shoulda knew enoughs enough
But I gave you warnings shoulda known this was gon be tuff
he's lost his mind!"
"Frightened? Well I'm not surprised, you've never seen the likes of me.
Check it, I want a big fat advance and my alfalfa free!"
boys show me love just for keepin' it trill
Dozen lawyers on the team, I'd rather keep 'em close
Bill Cosby dead in prison, I could see the quotes
back my biscuit
Like a fat chick and chocolate, I can't resist it
Didn't believe you, so for your big ol' ego
I got a big ol' Eagle
Gotta give
Nervous and scared I asked you for a dance
All of my buddies said "Yeah, right, fat chance
She'll never go for a good ol' boy like you"
But
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