straight ripped, I'm trippin' 'Cause my winter coat got lost buttons And zippers that wouldn't stay zipped I never remembered the brother was straight fat
I'm sayin'? There was this one gospel record I liked like, like Like holy moly, I might get some religion and leave you holy, holy Yeah, this rhyme is so fat
minutes to Vegas We got the old school tan capsules With the brown cap Vegas Sega Genesis my Xbox extra hard drive Fuck around and catch a fat lip Like
, oh, that's the forty five stainless nickel I'm pullin' a green, gotta G for the biggest ass On the floor who look right in them jeans If you fat, I
niggas that he on the run Plus he ill in the drums, heartburn for life, calcium man Watch him grab the Tums, he's a front Pigeon totalist sister with the fat
me Somebody might catch a Kennedy Yo let me adjust my lens through these binoculars I paid 5 G's sliding off like Kid Vitamin Viking patriot of Broad Street Bet you think I'm laying like a hyphen Tony
can stay right here, put one in the air While we are in the, corners of my chrome Same shit another year, in the southern hemisphere, wait a while Hot tub tony
funky bid'ness [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Pitts, a.k.a. [LA/Micah Pitts] Lord Akil, social misfit [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Greene, a.k.a. [MM/Tony
spare no bodies call me Papichulo To all the Spanish Mamis I'm about ten blunts down Drank three or fo' stouts seen five fat asses Passed this bitch with
the chest, where your vest went? No more passes for niggaz, no exceptions Got the goons with me and them niggaz kinda desperate Give a nigga a job like Tony
one? Take that mother fucker (Lil' Rob) Fool you just a phony never was a homie You are what you eat Full of fucking baloney Though your name is Tony Your no, Tony
be out like quick 'Cause Uncle Dan had my back And now niggaz gettin' jealous 'cause they know I'm livin' fat Talkin' shit around the way and on the
consulted, rhyme vocalist I write dope, spit dust an' shit cocoa bricks This is what you dicks need to act, knowledge Or get the shit smacked outta ya fat
Slick C R E A M and show my team love You see us on B E T Rockin' ice blue suits pardon the jewelery Is the same fat kid from the ave of trinity It'
representin', check it Before I start, you know I got ta Pay homage and respect to Afrika Bambaata Zulu Nation, for twenty years of work Fat Joe wouldn
to my bumper baby [Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest bitch [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat
(Feat. Fat Joe) [intro : Fat Joe] Ooooh oh, cruise mania, eh-eh i take em up town, take em up town B-x-t-s, Tony Sunshine ,uh, we goin in, uh-uh
Shit is realer than you think, you niggaz must be slow (Say word) Word, you best to act like you know It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe (Say word