She Ain T Fat Bro Just A Little Thick

I'm on my last run (Last run). Ayy, Leo, don't stop me, this off top, part four. It's like I missed a summer. Them really the choices. I'm on they ass, I'm in my bag. I just might send the bitch flowers for like six weeks. But it's never, under any circumstance, used by a dude to describe another dude. Might put a Rolls on a lawn (lawn). This bitch want a real nigga, he borin'. And if you cuff her, you gon' have to buy her that Chanel bag before you f*ck her. She ain t fat bro just a little think geek. Got good prices on the trees (for real). Want more value within the money, stay up nigga). She ain't fat bruh, she's just a lil thick She ain't fat bruh, she's just a lil thick Anything the slim hoes can do, she can do it better Anything the slim hoes can do, she can do it better She just had a baby and she gained a little weight (Damn straight! )

1. She ain t fat bro just a little think big
2. She ain t fat bro just a little think geek
3. She ain t fat bro just a little think like
4. She ain t fat bro just a little thicke

She Ain T Fat Bro Just A Little Think Big

In my city who richer. They ran it up and f*cked it up, so now they stuck. Nigga, I'm back outside, back outside, back outside (yeah). Had a good month, tricked on a bitch, but I don't do it often. Want my bitches in plurals. My mind f*cked up, I gotta let these streets go. On gettin' 'em some money and freein' my dawgs, uh.

I don't want no handgun, I need an AK (a whole Drac'). Got her ass done but it look real. Without the money, don't make common sense (common sense). Been understood business. Nigga, I can count better than a CPA. On my hustle like the song say.

She Ain T Fat Bro Just A Little Think Geek

I guess this shit like a freestyle. Tryna f*ck her way up, get a meal ticket (facts). That new Jawn that moved in down the block is HOT! Cuz nigga nothing slide. I'm just proud to see these niggas gettin' some paper.

Clean look, college cut, half a ticket, I was moving smooth, nigga. Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer (legend). All my people in the ghetto (Ooh-ooh). She ain t fat bro just a little thicke. Thug life, nigga, I'm passionate for it (passionate). Or maybe I'm too real. I tell a bitch to wait on it, bitch, I ain't your player homies. We tryna shape these streets 'cause they keep pullin' us down. I'll make a bitch grow up fast. Damn, niggas talkin' sideways but they ain't with me.

She Ain T Fat Bro Just A Little Think Like

I ain't speakin' on shit that ain't no business of mine. No cap, fifty mill' on the table (real, for real). If I get indicted off these lyrics, sayin' it's gon' be long, uh. Turn 'em down (hah).

Supreme Forces like a trey. Ex was a ho, we ain't. And I can do that shit again (and again and again). By Chadd Lacy March 17, 2008. And Can't Be F*cked With Incorporated. Bitch, f*ck a nigga ho, she friendly (ho, rat). I forever love my city. Hand out emoji, you know I'ma give it. Don't try to cop no work from me if you know I don't know y'all (pussy). She ain t fat bro just a little think big. How to do it on their own. Ain't shit changed, nigga.

She Ain T Fat Bro Just A Little Thicke

They just hoes, to me. Damon with the sport ties, I don't need no allies. Quit mixing real life with the internet. We went half on a spot.

Nah, I'll never put them choppas down (never). Okay, my bitch go to school. She everybody bitch (bitch), slut her, then we switchin' (yeah). My bitch a job, shout to JT.

Just bought into DC United. Bought too much jewelry, took too many drugs. Locked in with the streets, never move off rumors. And when you won, you don't gotta say you a boss, nigga. Big stepper, we'll stomp one of you lil' niggas (be quiet). Feel like it's niggas wit' money vs professional whores. To refuse this call, hang up or press 1. Thе idle time'll put a nigga in a sticky spot.

Met a nigga with a hundred bows and clamp 'em (give me that). Now she on her last run, tryna run her bands up. Jay said I got the thunder (woo). Look two more seconds get deadly, wasn't f*ckin' with me (Forever Rolling). This is a prepaid debit call from. Strapped In Calabasas. F*ck it ain't got no alarm (for what? You niggas should know that I'm 'bout it.