Lyrics:
tough to get by a day in your life
Keep it moving, smashing every nigga that's cruising
That old, cause I don't hear no motherfucking excuses
Useless,
that you is the finest
Oh that shit fat, lemme get up behind it
You hit me up at the perfect timing
Lil shorty take it, she doing no whining
Shit too
no break
Or lay my head to rest, too
I stagger aimlessly
Can't keep my mouth shut
I lost the plot again
'Cause I'm so messed up
Would like to sleep
But
know?
Yeah like that
Some of that mellow s***
Some of that s*** that make b****es drink
Make n****s think
And help you check a fat-a** bank,
So
ever step up
One by one I push 'em down
Fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground
I'm straight from a crooked town
Michael and Maria we can't wait to see your faces
We already miss you more than words can say
I know we're only separated from you by a thin veil
Recorded by: Hank Snow
Written by Tony Austin
[C] The Warden made a comment
That the Governor sure does write a pretty [D] hand
As he [G] handed me
Yeah, yeah
Get up, get up, get out, move on, move on, there's no doubt
I'm all wrong, your right, it's all the same with you
I'm too thin, too
Yeah, yeah,
Get up, get out
Move on, move on, there's no doubt.
I'm all wrong and you're right
It's all the same with you
I'm too thin, too
heart, nigga, when y'all listen
Blood too thick, I ain't gon thin it
Treat my dick like a Bop It, pull it, spin it
Ooh she nasty with that spittin
Lord
they don't got motion, I'm just out here countin' bread
And I'm not talkin' bout no pencil when I'm carryin' all this lead
I ball too hard with
hate it when your fat
goes “ Blah-dah, blah-dah”
I think you need to do some sit-ups
Cause that thong sure dont fit you mami
Oh my goodness loco it's too
Far too many frantic stretched out way too thin
Tryin’ to stay above the water
It’s always sink or swim
Feelin’ too much pressure
No one wants
Sting-ding-ding-da-ding-ding, woii
This is Michael Rose and Albarosie
(A-too-too-twain)
Stana-woii-stana-woii-stana-woii (woii)
Ahh
Wan'
I'd rather be liberated, I find myself captivated
Stop doing what you, keep doing it too
I'd rather stay bold and lonely, I dream I'm your one
fat, get fit, get a life
Get it on get it up get it off of me
The world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
Get sacked, get the facts, get
years
Lordy Lordy Lordy I'm getting up in years
But mama ain't too old to shift her gears
And I'm a big fat mama, got the meat shakin' on my bones
the next few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
If I get the nose right, the chin's too long
If I get 'em both right, the face is too thin
But I keep
Yea i been through hell
I done felt the rain
You know all too well
Just how these seasons change
We been by ourselves
Tryna make our way
But we need
head don carry contour cuz the boy knor knor
Head don carry contour the boy too Lanor
Reeplay
Knack am with 2 by 2
What of the 4 by 4
Multiply am by 2
stop me
So I order another Bud Light
By now that fat chick and me
Are exchanging constant eyes
Keep that booze a-coming 'tender
It's still early in
I'm on the track, shit I'm fat but I feel like the man
Baby yea we forever, took me so Long to get her
Again but we together, vibey my bitch is badder,
no script
Drive by John whip
Got my glock, no clip
(Got my glock, no clip)
Fucked flow, (flow), money on my neck
Fat fuck, ay, but yeah yo bitch is
Baby throw that ass back
I clap to get that
Her ass is this fat
Your momma did that
I bet it hit back
Explode on impact
But you don't even like me
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