Axl Davis - Fat b**h lyrics

[Verse 1: Axl] Yo, what the f** am I doing with my life I treat it like a wife With respect, the top deck/floor And everything you ever could have wished for and more Is cumming harder than the fat f**ing b**h on the floor [Verse 2: Axl] Should get your a** out of the sack So I can start to wabbajack your f**ing face into action We're never going back Throwin' back tick tacks for tip tabs From all the f**in' money that we never even had b**hes know me They're like, "you're Axl Davis" I'm like "hell yeah, b**h, I know I'm famous" [Verse 3: Axl] So you know it's me I'm always infamous, b**h Smoking weed with my own On my zipper-less sh** I ain't ill but I'm sick Like It's Magic or sh** You better watch your f**ing self when you're taking a sh** Get me a fat b**h and dress her up in Abercrombie and Fitch So I tell her a** to make a sandwich And when she's done and she is bringing it to me Immona start to pee pee all over the green tea... Wait, wait, wait, what? No, f** no, f** that, f** this We're done