Lyrics:
It's the most fattening time of the year With that pumpkin pie filling And everyone swilling down eggnog and beer It's the most fattening time
Word Hey dude take you're stuff and jump in the lake I ain't fattening no Frogs for no snakes Ran into you just the other day Made me laugh
off to the moon aye Soon I'll be fattening these pockets On the way up Me and my niggas getting up (We getting up) They told that I couldn't do
Making my move on the back street Pockets on swole they fattening That head so good might trap me I’m runnin my shit like a track meet I’m on my way
proper cheeks, I got) I did everything (Be firm, I said "It's very fattening!") (oh) Rotondedissima Rotondo tondo tondo rotondo Rotondedissima
Smoke, fire Stairs, spire Cable, wire Singing, choir Battering to shattering Fattening to gluttoning Shuttering to stuttering Buttoning to fastening
fattening, smoking calories Pockets so swole you so slow Laps running on these hoes they so broke they so broke I got two exotic bitches in the back doing coke
Woman but damned if this don't make me mad From now on, I'm not fattening no frogs for no snake, From now on, I'm not fattening no frogs for no snake,
I'm waking up in Cheeto dust My belly's covered with pizza crust I'm using my inhaler now I'm out of shape, fattening up I'm sipping Coke from a solo
I'm waking up in Cheeto dust My belly's covered with pizza crust I'm using my inhaler now [wheezes] I'm out of shape, fattening up I'm sipping Coke
breakfast some cornflakes and vodka, But cornflakes have carbohydrates So I don't eat those fattening cornflakes, I eat the vodka straight. Drink, drink,
niece Like drinking ink, the words explode, fattening fists, louder than blows The dead are dead, ice cold and hard to where they can't be overcharged
And open up some fucking open spaces And call her some hotel rooms And look at the turf in the open spaces Don't say its fattening Be careful what you're
the streets police is on trial and rappers is the court reporters You won't be more then one of the lambs they fattening up for the slaughter If you don't pull
shells, they non fattening After you digest gat, I'ma stomp you bastards So take that, blow, blaow! Ghost, he still breathing Blow, blow! Anything after
it's happening and it's fattening And it's all that we can get into the show
Driven out by thieves, I watch them pillage the planet fuelled by a fattening greed, trees fall to the hatchet chopping against the grain, our
for tanks with no red lights in sight Got you Cryin' Cryin' Oh whyin' Oh my my my Gold is another word for culture Leads to fattening
Driven out by thieves, I watch them pillage the planet fuelled by a fattening greed, trees fall to the hatchet chopping against the grain, our
The cross was smaller than Lorraine And it won't last Making it through the shit Fattening rats, pirate gas Smash and grab and then run, hear the gun
starchy Yes it's happening and it's fattening And it's all that we can get into the show
they made a monster He was unaware of what went down Fattening him up just like calf before a slaughter But he'd had his fill of hollow town And it's
fattening, solid The main thing I do is moving Bags from place to place Conservative hell hell Hell Breathe, and remove your shoes That lot just making
visitors I must confess Kabiyesi, this detention seems to look well on you But, so does captivity look well on a lamb We are fattening up for the feast
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