[Intro]
If you're beginning to doubt what I am saying to you, you are probably hallucinating
[Verse]:
Her ass so fat, ask what she feeding it?
If she say, "What?" Then I'm repeating it
Faith all it took, paint off the books
When I finally do my taxes they gon be 100 plus
She don't eat dick, bet she eat my dust
Never had it so I spent it now it's time to rack it up
Cop the West Wood hat, slide on em Elmer Fudd
I'm a people person I done let in many hugs
Always been a hustler I done sold many trays
Remember extra credit bringing in the canned goods
But at home we was starving asked the church for canned goods
Body gon touch you, gremlin gon buss em
Just getting started baby, you ain't seen nothing
Niggas claim they love me but they ain't show me nothing
Born with this style ain't no fabrication
Ask my brothers on the block high in they weight
[?] in the box cause I need motivation
These hoes ain't worth a crumb, it's just preparation
What I said? DJ Freaky Shit, he get really rich, [?] immediate
Then she workaholic, then I feed the bitch
She just licking dick, don't know nothing bout it
Don't know ingredients, popping like a collar
With a [?], don't know you should try it
You get missing [?]
Her ass so fat, ask what she feeding it?
If she say, "What?" Then I'm repeating it
What you feeding it? What you feeding it?
I'm a [?], they ask what you feeding it?
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