Lyrics:
Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. Mr.
Jackson I
Thought you were
Excuse me can you help me straighten up my head?
I got a new friend by the name of Mr Z.
Well what's wrong with that, don't ya like what you see?
a minute, I see my man over there, Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a lil
I'm driving through the night
I'm driving through the rain
The engine roars I'm on my way
Away from Mr. Pain
My eyes keep seeing what
My
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
the laughter
And y'all niggaz is the worst, like fat chicks with little kicks
If your names not YKK, then get off my dick
Bitch, I hang with the trillest,
rock her hips to the bass, then she take a sip
When she wave
And wanna get wit' Lil' Jay
After she dance on dat pole
I pull my can so quick and fast
When
I got a girl named Bony Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
Oughta see her rock 'n' roll
With her blue jeans on she's not very fat
She's
Texas
Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus
But you know, i gives a fuck about what nigga say
I handle mine, by handlin shit my own way
fat nigga
We overseas with the Wu, we blowin' trees with our crew
All my clothes brand new, you gotta love it man
I'm on top of my game, rocks
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
[Chorus: Lil' Flip]
Real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky
I'm a muthafuckin' G and til I die
I get that paper, and I'm chillin' on the low
All I
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
recorded in
1956 by Andre Williams
The name of this song is "Bacon Fat"
(In fact, Roy, Roy? Roy
D'ya wanna take this microphone an'
I'll jump over to) roy:
Mrs. Hairy Legs
I saw Elvis Presley walk out of a Seven Eleven
And a woman gave birth to a baby and then bowled 257
The excess of fat on your
laid back cat, opposite of fat black, Al Capone
Tell them lil' niggas Flacko home
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my
crack rock to a baby and you really just a baby
The shit I seen in Sun Valley drive a nigga crazy
I drunk so many pints I damn near drove my mama crazy
the barge go by He comin' to talk to you / Norman Who is Senator Pullman anyway Why do I have to signal the barge? / Iris Welcome to the Caribbean, put
Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
I might be rich and I rap, but shit
A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite
made it legal (wow)
Higher than an eagle, leanin' like Beanie Sigel (I'm leanin')
Flyer than a pilot, jean jacket by Diesel (phew)
All-gold rocket,
lied to a nigga
If it’s problems make it happen ain’t no solving it nigga
Applying pressure suit and tie yeah I’m on lil nigga OH YEAH
[Lace]
Talk
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
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