paroles de chanson Fat Bitch! - kashak69

Gettin' tired of this shit bro (ha, ha)
You dissin' my girl, mad 'cause yo' coochie stank
Get the fuck on, I need to put money in my bank
You said you gon' pull up, where you at? (Bitch!)
You can't do shit and you'll never really hurt me
I'm too undefeated, you too fat bitch, get some surgery
Talking to you, while you cryin'
Yeah it feels like i'm in a nursery

Yo' titties look saggy, like my Christmas stocking
And yo' grandma love me, so why the fuck you talking?
These hoes be stank, steadily tryna hit my phone
Bitch quit stalking
You said you gon' pull up, bitch what's poppin'?
Mop you with the floor, bitch I get to moppin'
I got a new girl, she giving me topping
You just a lil' scary bitch
Seeing the shoes you know that I'm copping

I might just rage a little bit
Yo shit smell like fish, it smell like a dirty dish
I don't wanna touch yo' lips, bitch I don't wanna kiss
Don't want my kids to be ugly
And if they did, they grow up lookin' like a witch
Just know, just know, she done got that from her mama
You said black people is ugly
At least we living a good life
And you in the back screaming "Fuck me!"
When you get pushed off your bike
I don't wanna hear the cryin'
You talkin' down on my girl, so you need to die
All I need to make is one call, then you gonna die
I'mma up my pole, imma up my five
Please seek God, seek Allah
Then you gon hear my chopper, sayin'

Fah!
Yeah, fah!
Fah!
Yeah, fah, fah, fah!
When you see my cousin, you gonna say goodbye
You can't be me, even if you tried
You can't beat my girl, even if you tried
Yeah, get hit with the fah!
You steadily beefin' with me
Would you rather be dead, or alive?
Bitch, I'm fly, like a kite
You wanna talk down get put on yo' ass
If you wanna talk down, you get put in the trash
That's where you belong
I got your mom in a thong
I'm feelin' her guts up, yeah she moanin'
Fuck into the night, fuck into the morning
If you run up, we gon' get to joanin'
Go to sleep, like melatonin
You want me back, go ahead and admit
You so fat, yo clothes don't fit
You ain't never gon' kill yourself
That's what you said, but i don't care
You finna be dead, smokin' yo pack in the air
Ha, ha!