Still living home with ya moms/
And i'm still hurtin over pops
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
I shall entrap, your ass, its fat
While your fat ass mother made you babysit
My shit was submarine like, under ship
So i can see your fat ass tryna run
Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Cause you know your stinking ass is too fat to try to outrun me"
What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit
And that's action your wack rap pad'll have a fat chance catchin' on that ballot
We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots
Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms
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