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gmf fatboy - can't go lyrics

[intro: gmf fatboy]
(ayy, let that sh+t ride, tav)
say

[chorus: gmf fatboy]
fatboy never been basic (nah)
a deuce of the wock’ got me lazy, no ho that i’m chasin’ (huh?)
i’m still in the stall catchin’ payments (what?)
f+ck n+gga play me, like a backwood, i’ma face him
b+tch do tricks like a skater
serve you like a waiter, i’m steady gettin’ money, can’t wait up
i’m locked in with tav makin’ bangers
it’s 4:46, told my b+tch go to sleep, don’t wait up (gang)

[verse 1: gmf fatboy]
i’m in the hood with the same folks
these n+ggas cap, no kangol, uh (they cap)
b+tch swap weaves, every color of the rainbow
can’t name a block that i can’t go (uh)
and you can’t name a trick that i ain’t pulled (uh)
this d+ck give a b+tch wings just like red bull (huh?)
if the hair hеrs, get a handful (huh?)
say if the hair hers, gеt a handful (on gang)
could’ve been knocked ’em off, but that sh+t was too easy
i said stand on it, i mean it (i mean it)
she tryna get kinky, she freaky, boy green like a regent
fatboy grant your wish like a genie (on god)
i’m at my home posted up and we chiefin’
and i ain’t sayin’ come in, but i probably get to squeezin’
i’m off the block where they hungry and greedy
like the project, shawty faucet stay leakin’ (gang)
[chorus: gmf fatboy]
fatboy never been basic
a deuce of the wock’ got me lazy, no ho that i’m chasin’ (what?)
i’m still in the stall catchin’ payments (huh?)
f+ck n+gga play me, like a backwood, i’ma face him
b+tch do tricks like a skater
serve you like a waiter, i’m steady gettin’ money, can’t wait up
i’m locked in with tav makin’ bangers (let’s go)
it’s 4:46, told my b+tch go to sleep, don’t wait up (gang)

[verse 2: big yavo]
ayy, balenci’ my socks and prada my shoes (prada)
n+gga play with my green, he probably get blew
ayy, hatin’ is somethin’ i could never do
ayy, what i really want is the revenue (skrrt)
yay pulled up demon, the reverend knew
can’t lay up, want bread like jelly do
can’t lay up, want bread like lettuce do
been had money, my mama just never knew (she never knew)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout tracy, got masks like dolce
two pockets blue, they crip, and i’m drippin’ double c’s
pop my sh+t every time they give me another reason
closet full of designer, ain’t gotta shop ’til another season
took a hood b+tch and fly her to another region (yoom)
no qc, but i come back with h+lla p’s
plankton, n+ggas been tryin’ stealin’ recipe
fn on my hip, i ain’t doin’ no wrestling
and my plug named goldman, i’m givin’ her more celine
i just be drippin’, they thinkin’ i’m snorkelin’
how she swallow my kids, she could start her an orphanage
wide+body charger, say, “yah,” that b+tch got a horse in it (skrrt, skrrt)
she know i’m a lawyer, if she ain’t tryna f+ck, i ain’t forcin’ it
you talkin’, if sh+t ain’t ’bout money, ignorin’ it
got a fist, i ain’t shootin’, you know we extortin’ it
pockets fat as rasputia, probably had glasses like norbit, gang
[chorus: gmf fatboy]
fatboy never been basic (nah)
a deuce of the wock’ got me lazy, no ho that i’m chasin’ (huh?)
i’m still in the stall catchin’ payments (what?)
f+ck n+gga play me, like a backwood, i’ma face him
b+tch do tricks like a skater
serve you like a waiter, i’m steady gettin’ money, can’t wait up
i’m locked in with tav makin’ bangers
it’s 4:46, told my b+tch go to sleep, don’t wait up (gang)

[outro: gmf fatboy]
i’m in the hood with the same folks
these n+ggas cap, no kangol, uh
b+tch swap weaves, every color of the rainbow
can’t name a block that i can’t go
and you can’t name a trick that i ain’t pulled

- gmf fatboy lyrics

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