Lyrics:
that, no lean back
Fat joe if he had a recliner
Prada & panda I'm rocking desiigner
Her pussy is on me
I'm rocking vagina
I'm from VA but i'll move thru
Lean back like fat Joe
I need a fat hoe
One that back rolls
Lick down her asshole
Stir me up like a pasta
Smoking weed just like a rasta
Rocking out just
Yeah nigga, we call that shit a spiros
Wait, is that my nigga Ehi?
Fat Joe, that fat ass freak.
What did he say?
All, the way, up.
Yo, what's
Okay, turn me up I just ate a good ass steak out of Ocean
Blue Red Lobster, King Crab Legs, Butter Biscuits
Too katanas good as fuck, shrimp
bitch, I'm finna tear this shit up
Imma body this shit man I swear to God
Aye, look
Fuck Donald Trump
Fuck Joe Biden
Fuck Elon Musk
And fuck Mark
no Joe Biden
It's only up from here
I just had to tighten
N**** I gave you a stipend
Tariq motion for I had my license
I'll be okay man I'm fond
throat like it's a fucking Bud Light
I don't drink that shit no more, but that's a personal choice
It's okay to have those, it's okay to have a voice
You
prefer"
She asked me what am I driving, and how is my health
I know what you're really thinking baby, let me tell you
I can do bad by myself
I don't
who you are
Okay, I got one
Clue number two:
I am double knit
Does that help?
No, not much
Whaddya mean?
Well, then I've to give you one more clue
I
the night has gone by (by)
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent
We takin'
you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in here (I'm not tryna play fly)
Yo, I can tell you're fly by the weave that you wear (weave?)
you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in here (I'm not tryna play fly)
Yo, I can tell you're fly by the weave that you wear (weave?)
past 25, and there I was
A little nappy-headed nigga with the world behind him
Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
Screamin', "Annie, are you okay
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
Skipping is..
a good exercise and anybody could play with a skipping rope..
Oh? Okay then.. Come on, let's play together..
One... Two... Three... Four...
Tonic
Left lane supersonic maar de bak is electronic frrr
Dat is pas move in silence
Pockets Fat Joe alsof ik move in de bronx
Move motherfucker
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
listen
Okay
Class, today at Break-A-Bitch University
We will teach young bustas, playa-hatas
And all of these weak, narrow-minded young sissies
How
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!"
Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how fucking fat you are
then lets go, hit his way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big
Comes in waves and it crashes down
I'll take the full splash hoping it'll slap me out
I wanna be okay so I'll ask around
But what is be okay
backed up and stuck with all your friends
Okay now back to the story I was missing
Had me stuck up in the shop
Heard the guns
They were clicking (Pow, pow,
then lets go, hit his way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big
microphone man one by One
Haciendo líricas con métricas exactas que limpian alma y corazón haciendo a un lado la tensión con el son, con el Flow mgd con el Joe
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