Tradução: Grasa colchón. Me gusta que.
Tradução: Grasa colchón. Silly Niggaz.
: Straight bang up your head shit with Phenomenal swing like the ass on a black chick Fat dick to all of y'all niggas with whack clicks Hoping they whip
steel toes Dre, you can spot it in the benzos Squawtin real low, got me drivin real slow, she's a real ho And even though her parents spent the fat chip
: "Come and get it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass to snack on, bitch! So here, start with a slice of this fresh piggy pie,
, named Rica She keep a purse full of dro' reefer Small, pinkies like that Talk 'til the paper fat I rock somethin, roll chief +Sacks+ like Daddy Fat! [
next summer I'm gon' - stay at the top cause I done came from down under See I'll - never forget the rats and roaches and pissy mattresses And as - many
: [Melvin] Life on a mattress in a robe, in a room full of emptiness [Fat Mike] Knowledge has much better uses than self-pitty and superiority [Melvin
mine I'm so far in I'm speaking with an accent Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room, That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out...And girl if you want it you haffi confess out... A no lie weh we need set speed a fi test the mattress out.. [
: (feat. Fat Joe) [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Wrist on froze, thanks to the stove; Mattress financial, bank's never closed; Monday to Sunday, serve all addicts
project chica, named Rica She keep a purse full of dro' reefer Small, pinkies like that Talk 'til the paper fat I rock somethin, roll chief +Sacks+ like Daddy Fat
in it Roll up, wait a minute Let me put some kush up in it Now it's that puff, puff, pass shit, Cheech and Chong grass shit Blunts to the head, kush pillows, no mattress
Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out And girl if you want it you haffi confess out A no lie weh we need set speed a fi test the mattress out
chica, named Rica She keep a purse full of dro' reefer Small, pinkies like that Talk 'til the paper fat I rock somethin', roll chief sacks like daddy fat
m top notch My niggaz never listen but I told 'em When I catch you at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C. That later on we'd be bonin' Fat cats I'm ready
be at 301 we callin' for some Where they at B-Legit where they at? Let these bitches know theres some real playas back Told her meet me in room 510 on the mattress
[Melvin] Life on a mattress in a room- in a room full of emptiness [Fat Mike] Knowledge has much better uses than self-pity and superiority [Melvin
