I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke
And i be good til the fat woman sing a note
Blow up and being in a position
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you
Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.
I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes
Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
All she thinking bout is how to take his last
But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,
Impeccable give it my note
Big and fat, as my big fat oak
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