FatBoy - Intro

Damn, Chop, that shit slide
Ha

F-A-T-B-O-Y (Y)
G-A-S, I stay high (Dash)
Used to sell dope at bay-high (Bay-high)
Heard they say I'm broke, why they lie? (Lie)
Niggas hatin' on me and I know why (Know why)
Cause I came up, sellin' three-five (Three-five)
I'ma get the money, 'till I D-I (Woah)
Shoot him with the Tommy like I'm G.I. (Joe)

Fatboy, fatboy
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Word)

What are you? Why do you keep calling my name?
I'm from Memphis, we totin' them things
I shoot first, I don't need to explain
It's murder for hire if you reach for my chain
Shoot that boy in the eye 'till I see out his brain
Society menace, I'm feeling like Cane (Cane)
Check out on my pendant, it's Johnny Dang
I'm the number one stunner,
you see the bling-bling (That's on my momma)
Say the wrong thing and my nigga come out for you
Tackle you, I came out from grits to the apple juice
I call a hit, make blitz get a sack or two (Grra)
Bullets to his skull, that shit will fracture you
Never played for Golden State,
if you call me James,
then I'ma show you what this McAdoo (Doh-Doh-Doh)
Never lackin', nigga, I keep a gat or two
Lookin' for a duck, that shit Dafty do

F-A-T-B-O-Y (Y)
G-A-S, I stay high (Dash)
Used to sell dope at bay-high (Bay-high)
Heard they say I'm broke, why they lie? (Lie)
Niggas hatin' on me I don't know why (Know why)
Cause I came up, sellin' three-five (Three-five)
I'ma get the money, 'till I D-I (Woah)
Shoot him with the Tommy like I'm G.I. (Joe)

Fatboy, fatboy
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy, fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Huh?)
Fatboy (Huh?), fatboy (Word)



Credits
Writer(s): James Lee Baker, Nathaniel Phillips
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