Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Girl

F is for the wearin' my shit
(Do you me to?)

Girl ya taste like a cinabun, so
the thighs to the cheek, sex on the beach
Check the size of my
Call me da

king dingaling seat smusha
Sweet street gimme that gusha
Nasty stuff look up I her
Ran out of time to re-up

Her her nigga who gives a fuck
Rap fame and plat thangs can't hang
I mack dames and pack
And act

Dingalang oh no, they can't stop
it to tha floor, back up and then drop
Efferfesent time, of the essence
Make em' undress in less than 3

The whores keep steppin', keep slobbin'
Sex as a weapon clothes that I in
Streets mobbin' thieves keep robbin'
Get 2 to ya butt 3 to ya

Creepin' and crawlin' I'm
catch the balls then ya in the wrong league
Let a dog breathe and watch a pimp
Shut yo ass up when you a pimp talk

dream crispy or cream
Ya lookin' mighty in them jeans

All you brothas want a girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(Who me?)
You know I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, girl
(What she mean?)
means I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(Fat as a bitch)
Fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty

International balla young birds in the coupe goin' echie
(Papi me if you don't feel me)
Easy I greasy when you squeeze me
(Stop the small talk, papi, do want, please me)

I'm down, how smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies like 380's
Lubricated silencer all challengers
Cats that be they glocks but really dilengers

Get it dilengers I'm big you small
More nuts on ya than graffiti on the wall
(Coochi)
Hair like Brillo, up my pillow
Got em' sayin, "hello" naked in a tub of

Still no competition, still flow listen
(I'm not suppose to do type of thing, I'm a Christian)
Amen, it's like a out of playa's magazine
Let them otha cats holla, L. A. ya scream
(Ooh)

All you brothas a fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(Who me?)
You I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(What she mean?)
That means I fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(Fat as a bitch)
Fatty girl, fatty girl, girl

Welcome Murray

This is in of those broads who got the goods
For the chicks who don't, ehh still all good
broads got a automatic thickness for it
You'll soon get it just hard workin' at it

gracious good God Almighty
You got a badoonkadoon, girl don't hurt
all painted feet all out
It's a aphrodisiac for the mall a doubt

Juicy, chunky, stanky,
Guts slappin', flappin' hit into your every fantasy
You got your tongue, clitoris, and belly pierced
(All that)
Necklace your waist, toe rings girl do your thang

I mean in them your shape is beautiful
And I'm for you by you fubu
(Bitch you the name)
Oowwee Jesus, Jo-Jo, and Mary
Girl you don't know you do to me
(Lord mercy)

Ain't no about it when she walks by tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the
Cats a point like
(Few)
(Emmm)
You can see that from the front

We gas those up like service and
Keep em' drunk Kathy Lee Curtis
And when you shake it you rock my
I done and went to Heaven, you got a fatty girl

All you brothas want a fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty
(Who me?)
You I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(What she mean?)
That means I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty
(Fat as a bitch)
Fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty