Hump] What's up yo? Pardon me, but I gots to go, where the bathroom at? Y'all got liquor? Come on, Trina! Yo this house is fat 'Ey cat, you wanna hit
Some easy advice, buy your way out my life It's the principle, the pockets fat not flat Some borrow dough and relax on payin' that back? C'mon cat
it slow like way back in the day, yo" Bop-po quay yo, everybody say ho Everybody say ho Everybody say ho And check it out now Who is the cat eating
now tonight Some of them listenin to this song in they jeeps Some of them listenin to this song at they job Some of them runnin game on some cat right
perfect my rap Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat Wife everything Diamond cut like Johnny Lex collar attached Lickin' glass bowls in her cat
Hoodied up blood in my eye, a lead to fly Like fuck it, look how these niggas duck shit One kid hollerin' what lookin' up , he the big wig Fake ass cat
that With a Kodak, Insta-ma-tak We don't get down like that, lay my game down quite flat Sweetness, where you parked at? Petiteness but that ass fat
hook up with a good cat We can't look at, who's right or who's wrong But I thought I'd let you know through this song That life goes on She was sixteen
I might fall in love if you make me spill quick keep me hot while you puttin' in work i'ma skeet skeet skeet while you lick and slurp just eat this cat
[Tech N9ne] This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Real Riot Makers. This one right here's for the
a shady one Don't nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together For real and even think his own thoughts? Everybody wanna do what everybody else doin' the copy cat
the paparazzi taken pictures of that booty And when them flashes go to flashin' she go to shaking that ass Faster and faster, big ol' ass just clapping And when they put her song
cock back, we bust and your mind blown Just like that, braggadocios 'cuz I'm the dopesest Brat Most of these niggas focus on the ass that's fat And I'
yourself a whistlin (15x) ::Missy e:: i'mma shake my tambourine, my a-ass be jumpin like a trampoline. See the puddy cat? a little pretty fat. and
be missin' nobody 'Specially if it ain't Styles, 'Kiss or nobody Busta, Nore, Swizz or nobody If it ain't Drag, Kim or Fat Joe I could care less if a cat
Manha Manha guy: Fat Green guy: Cat Blue guy: Sat Violet guy: Hat gg: Fat bg: Fat vg: (pause) Fat gg: Cat bg: Cat vg: (pause) Cat gg: Sat bg
this crime pay Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton Window tint, same ol' song Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat Bump my song, get drunk