No gimmick: real time, real heart
Or just a fat ass lard
I'm trying to make a way, she never call back
Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat
I shoot all sorts of fat rockets
She likes the way it hits her lips
You said also i was fat
When love comes callin', don’t love back
With my red p hat, nigga you know we back
Hoping for the cashes , fat pad
Bitch so fat she didnt even know it
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
Looking at a fat man's dick/
But they say we ain't big
Joeamam a big fat fan
Hoppin' out a van
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