Storming through the party like my name was El Nino When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me
Hollywood is a breeding ground for assholes Egos get as big, as Billy Corgans (THAT'S BIG!) Skinny girl, eat some more food! Muscleman, you look like
I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat
[Troy] Where the love at? [Willie D] Momma told me there'd be days like this, but I didn't listen Never question the woman's intuition My ambition is
Yeah! Check it out, check-a-check-a, check it out Would you believe that Fat Joe would flip a style like this? I can't get played, cause I roll with Baby
Yeah uh huh Chill hah, yeah, c'mon I'm comin' rougher than the roughest motherfucker could get Playin' Russian Roulette, never lost a bet yet Bluffin
Why don't you go into the next room And start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing new Her mom's used to
Well look who's here Lulu's back in town My, my, my, yes, yes, yes Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed Gotta sew a button on my vest 'Cause tonight I've
Graceful fat Sheba, she works with a meatcleaver Sweating behind the meat counter Her skin, it leaks liquid, the odour is sickly Her features aren'
He will bring happiness in a pipe He'll ride away on his silver bike And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind Fly Translove
I wish I had an angel To tell me what I should do With all these troubles Stuck on me like superglue Angel, my spirit's so tired Oh, my spirit's so tired
Last night I had a little altercation They wobbled menacingly Beneath the yellow street light it became a situation Well, they wanted my brand new phone
Fat Lenny's gonna walk right into myself Fat Lenny's gonna see myself reflect it back on myself And Fat Lenny's gonna lick the shellack off the window
Let me tell ya 'bout the chicken grease Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat Everybody it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp
Wrap Then pass that joint ( *in the background* ) Where the joint, man? Somebody got it I ain't got it Check it out y'all Mad kap's in the house Nefrettiti
(Sax Intro) Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh --yeah... Now when he went down in Tennessee, All my friends they was glad to see me Seen some down by the railroad
Her loving is wild Her loving is sweet Like candy to a child She knows what I need With love and pain She left me red and raw I was aching for days Now
?Fat slut" he said ?What luck?, I said To be stuck in your Your happy family ?Don't you dare?, I said ?Judge me? Go and stick it in somewhere I'm, I'