In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat
Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
Looking at a fat man's dick/
I bet you hear that white music
Hoping for the cashes , fat pad
Ain't even tryna hold back
Or just a fat ass lard
They don't hear my bark
At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat
Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina
Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga
Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit
Bitch so fat she didnt even know it
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