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too phat - phat girl's groove lyrics

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name is slique, game is smooth
like to watch phat girlies groove
at the pub, or in the club
sippin’ bub but ain’t getting rub
fendi handbag, gucci gl-ss
extra cash with extra flesh
extra cushion, for the pushin’
this too phat n-body looking
pro’lly would, holler hippo
light a cig, designer zippo
give her sp-ce now need more room
shake her back like boom chaka boom
don’t give up now faster baby
a little bit more disaster maybe
double d’s here to bust a move
this for the phat girls who love to groove

chorus
this is the phat girl, this is the phat girl
this is the phat girl’s groove

verse two ( malique )

feel the beat, feel the rhythm
dance floor filled with criticism
narcissism, phatgirlsm
her booty phatter than your mother back in the day
she belly dancin’ but the belly get in the way
40 on the waistline don’t waste time
her leg taps and you think it’s the baseline
don’t bother anybody
dance better than any hottie
this for the phat and cool girls
groove it baby, forget the cruel world

( joe flizzow )
that’s right, she don’t care
she done spend three hours working on that hair
it’s 9.55 and she first to arrive
before that made a stop at burger king and had meal #5
and meal #3, for dessert it had to be
one giant slurpee, two bars of cadbury
and if you don’t believe in nibbling on celery
you know this song’s for you if you ain’t counting
calories

chorus

verse three ( joe flizzow )

yeah girl, shake that back
you’re so phat panties size of a flag
now she lookin’ through her fendi bag
before she hit the dancefloor she gotta light a f-g
suckin’ on malboro’s like a pro
till the dj announce “no smoking on the dance floor”
she say “man, talk to the hand, i’m done anyways now
its time to
dance”
“oh h-ll that’s my favourite song, i’m a do the danc
steps from the
movie bring it on
problem is she 20 stones, ( 127 kilograms? )
280 pounds, ( that’s really heavy man )
with those flabby hands, hitting on everyman,
literally
don’t want to be up in the obituary
so don’t trip and fall on me baby
know it’s over when you sing it lady…

chorus



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