Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Girl

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

ya taste like a cinabun, so sweet
From the to the cheek, sex on the beach
the size of my meat
Call me da

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

Her comes her nigga who a fuck
Rap fame and thangs they can't hang
I mack and pack thangs
And act

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

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

Creepin' and crawlin' I'm
Can't the balls then ya in the wrong league
Let a dog breathe and watch a pimp
Shut yo ass up you hear a pimp talk

dream crispy or cream
Ya mighty fine in them jeans

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

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

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

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

Still no competition, still flow nigga
(I'm not suppose to do this 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 want a girl, fatty girl, fatty girl
(Who me?)
You know I gotta fatty girl, girl, fatty girl
(What she mean?)
That means I gotta fatty girl, fatty girl, girl
(Fat as a bitch)
Fatty girl, fatty girl, fatty

home Murray

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

Goodness gracious good God
You got a badoonkadoon, girl hurt nobody
Toes all painted all out
It's a for the mall without a doubt

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

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

no doubt about it when she walks by tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the
Cats cringe a point
(Few)
(Emmm)
You can see thing from the front

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

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