don't stop it Just drop it, more like it's hot miss Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I Put a
He's mine (Yes she's really mine) He's mine (Yes she's really mine) He's mine He's mine He's mine Really mine I feel my baby loves me so He really lets
When you return I'll be around to welcome you And then you'll learn How much I missed you, dear Oh yes, you'll learn That though you were away from me
I'd like to thank the guy, who wrote the song That made my baby fall in love with me Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? Who put the ram
Night sets, psychos at the round table gather Nicely baked fetus placed, spreading A scent of shrivelled flesh and hot urine Ultimate form of freak cannibalism
Maybe somewhere in the southern hemisphere There could be room for all this love Where they've saved a place for innocence And what is still mysterious
Jane, it sure looks like rain These Canadian plains and their windblown hair Oh Jane, the bruise colored clouds The smell of the ground in the ripening
inside my heart Them reasons, they wrong, gonna carry on No, we got to be No, why does this man find them only reason To ease down they temple? Yeah Fat
It's all around you now but you don't know it It's tugging at your heart but you don't show it It's just a matter of time It's gonna hit you right between
Whoa, whoa, whoa All you frontin' ass niggaz Callin' all frontin' ass bitches Yo, get the Hell on with that Get the Hell on with that Yo, yo, yo, yo
the beauty pagent It ain't hard to tell, ain't had enough yet? Cause you're wet and I still haven't bust a sweat I'm a fat cat, you're just a kitten
me look at her thighs You know I sure hate to lie Why can't you stay here You know it's so beautiful Man, how come all girls think there fat? Hey hey
ain't grievin', none of these things Ain't retreatin' I'm a guy with wings 'Cos the opera ain't over till the fat lady sings The opera ain't over till the fat
at times i sit and wonder what's it all mean but progress has destroyed us ??? violence and suffering ??? everyday ??? think about the dusty bible
al maximo (Turn it Up to the Max) Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo Daddy Yankee a turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo S Peezy
Fat and weak what a disgrace. Guess the champ got too lazy. ain't goin' to fly now. He's just taking up space. Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the
?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything So finally, I go over And I open the door, And just as I suspected, It's some big, fat
Did you ever think when you eat Chinese, It ain?t pork or chicken but a fat siamese? Yet the food tastes great, so you don?t complain. But that?s not