Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang
Joeamam a big fat fan
Click clack with a switch fat
It ain't like that
Bitch so fat she didnt even know it
Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate
Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga
Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina
Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat
So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black
Looking at a fat man's dick/
Killing these niggas off quick
How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back
In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat
Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
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