and steal bricks My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team Corleone be turnin' niggaz to fiends Yukons and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy
New... Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti... Fat Joe, All Murder Inc... Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT... Whaaaat...... [Chorus:] I wanna be your chick
real slow Outside fat black, but the inside glow Shorty don't choose She the one gon' lose Good girls beware, Fat Boy bad news Cars and cribs and clothes and jewels
So I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the realist is Niggas we bring it to {
off them up-town blocks I came around your corner and I shit your spot It's (?) and I serve your block A Cash Money hot boy and I pop the lock A know beat boy
[Zion I] Yo checkout the superb tech Cashin' checks through dialect Doper than the gold around your neck This is my manuscript to spit lyrics like fat
superb tech Casinh checks through dialect Dope as the gold around your next This is my manuscript to spit lyrics like I'm fat spliff I show the whole
baby) This is why I'm hot, yea this is why I'm hot We can party like a rockstar nonstop Here's what she told ya boy, she likes that soulja boy She cranked
Ia??m that fat muthfucker, young entrepreneurs Zombies in the street we got them pouring out the sewers Most controversial in the muthafucking truest And by looking at my jewels
I'm a give it to you all night I'm the shit, yeah I go hard Don't stand in lines nigga I bogart Fat boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large And don't need
i'm a give it to you all night, I'm the shit yeah I go hard, don't stand in lines nigga I bogart fat boy celebrity cause I'm so large and don't need
New... Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti... Fat Joe, All Murder Inc... Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT... Whaaaat...... [Chorus:] I wanna be your
New Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti Fat Joe, All Murder Inc Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT What I wanna be your chick I wanna be down 4 u Do ya trust
shit So all y'all can suck my dick, BEOTCH!! [Verse 1] I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jewels No
Intro (Fat Pat) Love it man Love it man Love it man (Trae) Yeah this the remix Chorus (Fat Pat) Swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop-pop my
up-town blocks I came around your corner and I shit your spot It's (?) and I serve your block A Cash Money hot boy and I pop the lock A know beat boy
bill y'all I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things I want stacks of fat chips so I can take long trips