Big and fat, as my big fat oak
I fucking hate this job
He was the next big thing
Get off a key like i can’t sing
Hasn't been big enough yet
Believe me, i'm beyond dead
Style is patent, the measures is drastic
You missed that tearing muscles make you big
Joeamam a big fat fan
Self made self paid man
Pose, click, pose, click
So damn crisp and so damn big
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
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