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Your glory days are over and so's your stonewashed jeans

You crass fat-ass, you stupid steroid fuck
I'll bet you even named your grand prize monster
you shouldn't fuck around with me, coz you ain't ready for your next eat...
So fuck leeks, I'll let ya fat-ass know we iz rivals for life
But you might
Le piacciono i lividi sopra al fatass
Lascio i lividi sopra al fata–ta–ta–, ok
Oh my God, it's Danien
Iaai (brr-poh)

Le piacciono i lividi
used to clown me, yeah she told me 
I was lame, then I pulled up in a big body, fatass mulanne
Fatass' mulsanne' got that four wheel drive
Bitch I'm
Pussy-ass nigga, you ain't know that shit (uh)
Back of the club with a fat-ass bitch (ayy)
I'ma call your Uber when I call at night
She gon' count
partners at the house sell coke all day
Hit the mall like players, spendin' fat-ass bank
Junior high wasn't shit but a place to fight
Motherfuckers wasn't
Brain on point dawg she can teach a math class
Plus she gotta fatass I just wanna smash that
Ridin' through the city tryna find out where that ass
meet me there and don't back out
I be moving so quick, I'll make your fatass pass out
I been waiting for my chance so that I can lay you flat out
Then ima blast 
I'm with your girl 
She skipping class
Juicy Coochie 
Fatass
Juicy Coochie 
Fatass
Throw it back
Just like that 
Just like that 
Where
I'm a fatass
I'll eat everything thing in your backpack
You better watch your back
Before I take your snacks
Imma blow her back
She gon suck my sack
with the piss (Pwt, pwt, pwt)
I might just pull up in Shitworld (Help)
Walk in the lobby like binkey (Ooh)
They so stinky, I'm a fatass (Fatass)
We made
All you fuck niggas better back back(Back Back)
All you dumb bitches back back, too(Yah)
Hit it from the back, her ass fat(Ass Fat)
Bitch hush up, I
many cookies and Taco Bell
I hope he takes a shit and dies
Fat-ass! Fuck Santa Claus
Fuck Santa Claus
Merry Christmas
Let’s sing like Diana Ross
While we
bitch with a fatass cake
Diamonds wetter than a lake
My choppa singing like drake
Did the race fuck the jakes
I'm the swipers motivate
Fuck nigga can't
classic, who knew that I'm fantastic?

Classic, classic
Fatass fantastic
No plastic, magic (ooh, girl)
What you suggestin'?

Pra fazer uma filtração
couldn't tell 'cause she was sittin' real pretty
Bug fat ass and some FAT-ass titties +whistles+
When the hoe stood up, 
Trying to balance herself, I'm
the homies
Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey
I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on vogues
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four
Platinum on everythin',
your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not
your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not
case some niggaz try to stop ya
Be a boss hog about your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked
Like a fat-ass blunt, of that
niggaz try to stop ya
Be a boss hog about your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked
like a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shit
niggaz try to stop ya
Be a boss hog about your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked
like a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shit
part of sex
I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next
Like, what the fuck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated
Pussy and all just picked up
stunt, I style, I flash the shit (uh-huh)
I gets what the fuck I want, so what I trick? (Yeah)
Fat-ass Birkin bag, some classy shit (haha)
Jimmy Choo

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