m starrin' in your magazines Now every day and week Back then, they call me K-fed But you can call me Daddy instead Back then, they call me K-fed But
[Random streaming, laughing and grunting] [Bridge:] Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy all your thing on me. Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy
my ventolin inhaler and two xenadrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, baby say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed,
finished it I use the same shit again then when I make spinach dip it will be placed into shit, you little shit want to sit there and play innocent, Iraq fella hit me at k
had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K
ma motherfuckin trip I come trippin through yo' set, bustin off my tec I gives a fuck if you's a Blood or a Crip Nigga from J.F.K. to L.A.X. I'm back
the pig It don't take much to split a fool's wig See I'm only one shot from makin' the headlines So quick niggaz got quarters and deadline's Shakin' the fed
tried to settle some things, but now that games done I see your face red, you're gettin wasted You play with fire, it'll get you like you're K-Fed We
nigga There ain't nothing to see because I'm not in yo vision On and I'm gone get fed up one day Put lead up in the K Come and hit up where ya stay so
wife, Somebody said "it's cheaper to keep her", But not in K-Fed's case (nope!) 'cause Britney even had to pay for K-Fed's case (Cha-Ching!) Nick and
alright That nigga you snitched on, shit them crakers gave em life You know that f**k nigga the police and you and that nigga tight Ridin wit that f**k
streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28's and jewelry to show And ain't a ho I can't f**k I got ho's to loan Just don't know if this shit worth goin fed
There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath And there he stood surprised and shocked
same D.O.E be the name, I'm from North Side Queens Next up(Ha, hey I believe that's me) And what's ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy) And where you from(
wear I'm from stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run (Verse 3) Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas scared of jail FED
des bons bons pour vous mangez The party people scream, "Oui, oui c'est vrai" 'Cause I got remote for my big day Hey, I'm A D R O C K I use a microphone
at you, you're amazin What's so, crazy, I know how niggaz do 'Cause they get money, change and don't remember who they are [Verse 2 - K-Rino] Listen,
