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xo gilbert – fat niggas lyrics

ouu d+mn, i’m finna f+ck her
(b+tch i’m the sh+t)

fat b+tch put my d+ck in that blubber
(b+tch i’m the sh+t)

motherf+cker so i’ll f+ck on your mother
(b+tch i’m the sh+t)

g+y sh+t, might f+ck on your brother
(b+tch i’m the sh+t)

b+tch i’m the sh+t!
but i’m not number two

she gon’ blow on my d+ck like she playing the flute

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
and i stay lit
got these n+ggas mortified because of all this rick

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
and i stay poppin’
call yo b+tch obi because she doing all thing toppin

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
f+ck her till she not breathing
that b+tch ain’t a baby but she suck me like she t++thing
(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
boy i’m in the crib yelling
dirty ass b+tch in my bed, b+tch you smellin’

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
i’m to hype on the beat
she just popped a perc now she high on my meat

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
so i call myself voodoo
sh+tting on the beat, i’m in the stu taking a doodoo

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
b+tch i can’t get no louder
purple in my cup, n+gga i’m sipping on that chowder

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
nosy neighbor asked why i’m yelling
n+gga what is you asking for? n+gga you bout to get to tellin’?

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
i don’t f+ck with these b+tches
if i wanted to f+ck a bird i would go and f+ck a pigeon

(ouu d+mn)
rap like flight on the beat
all off the dome don’t need to write on the beat
(ouu d+mn)
i just f+cked a man
smoking on illegal i’m smoking on contraband
bald head b+tch look like one punch man
i pull up to the attic cause i’m tryna f+ck anne
frank
smoking on that dank
bought a new car, and a new tank
no bullets in this glock, this b+tch filled with them blanks
(god d+mn)
hair a whole lotta red
on this new diet can’t eat a whole lotta bread
feeling fat like santa so i got a new sled
tired of mrs.claus so i made an elf give me head

(god d+mn)
raindeer give me neck
said that i’m the sh+t but the ref gave me a tech
she can’t wear a tie cause she gave me all her neck
she told you goodnight now she giving n+ggas that neck

only eat white meat so hand over the breast
yelling late at night i can never get a rest

b+tch i’m the sh+t!
so i gotta stay poppin’
switch it up everyday, b+tch i got options

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
short ass b+tch in the crib she a midget
yeah my b+tch from london so i gotta go innit’

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
don’t get disrespectful
if he got a vest i’m finna give him a neck full
(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)
fat n+gga tryna beef
imma make him burn calories when i hit him with this heat

(b+tch i’m the sh+t!)

b+tch i’m the sh+t mane, that’s why all the e+hoes love me man, i be having e+s+x every night, e+orgies and sh+t, the b+tches be e+sucking my d+ck and sh+t. i+ i’m that n+gga mane

- xo gilbert lyrics

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