Lyrics:
the turd
Go
Antwan Andre Patton Sr.
Better known as Big Boi
AKA Daddy Fat Sax
AKA Lucious Leftfoot
AKA Billy Ocean
AKA Francis the Savannah Chitlin
the electricity
(on board)
tjú, tjú, tjú
tjú, tjú, tjú
But the wait makes me (uneasy)
I kick the fragility away
(and I shout), I have to go, (help)
tj
real..."
"Bustin, fat, freestyle rhymes" --> 4X
[Chino XL]
Yeah, yeah "Fuck that!"
Fuck out my face is your best bet
Your career is George Burns I can't
that Oliver, 40, Niko shit man
15 Fort York shit, y'know?
Boi-1da, what's poppin'?
Yeah, yeah
Runnin' through the 6 with my woes
Countin' money
Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J Brown
Good man, spent his life on the K Roll ferry line
He was just a man, nothing grand, just a man
But I
With da yv who changed his name to TJ the artist
And K Anthoni they had the crowd go retarded
Donaven kept prosperin
Droppin hits a lot of of it
Niggas
up seven rows
Because I'm fat (fat)
I'm fat, come on (really really fat)
You know I'm fat (fat)
I'm fat, you know it (really really fat)
You
It's really not sublime
I'm only doing what I want while
Hockin' loogies at the swine
Out of sight (Ayy)
R T-J, what you say? What you say? (Ayy)
I don't
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Fat Suspicious here, firing my gat
Taking on the visage of some random housecat
I'm struggling with
Do a fat dance, do a fat dance
Do a, do a, do a fat dance
Do a fat dance, do a fat dance
Do a, do a, do a fat dance
Do a fat dance, do a fat
Big fat fuck feelin' like a big fat fuck
Big fat fuck feelin' like a big fat fuck
Big fat fuck feelin' like a big fat fuck
Big fat fuck
I'm feelin'
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
Funky Solo
It's the money
'Tis fat
for his son tuition
Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition
Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol
I only love her when the ass fat
We
for his son tuition
Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition
Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol
I only love her when the ass fat
We
Motherfucking fat floss
Fat floss
I just fuckin floss for the new kids
Flossin like it's never too late. boi!
Yeah, ATLiens style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration holla)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in
(LkTJ) kick my shit on the equator Nigga
(Mk)
Viata de artist, m a ajutat sa vad mai clar
Si viata de artist, mi a dat palme sa fiu mai hard
Viata de artist, fara muzica nu era
Si in viata de
best
And gives his language a spiritual rest
He's just a faaa...
He's just a fat little baby!
Wa, wa, waaaaa...
He wants his bottle, and he don't
[Big Punisher]
Tired and relieved 'cause he alone?
We ain't got Artist of the Year, Rhyme of the Year
Grammy nominations 'cause we're fat
Oé oé
Faz o carro de boi na estrada
Oé oé
Faz o carro de boi na estrada
Bota pouca carga, mas rica carga
Pois o boi nem o carro são de carga
Fat boys cry when ugly girls sing
About the way the world would be if they were thin
And ugly girls turn their heads when fat boys laugh
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