StreetRunner - Fat Boy lyrics

[Hook: MAK] Fat boy and they laughin Then they askin Fat boy who is you and why you rappin HA ha HA ha [Verse 1] And the laughs on you, HAAA I mean the jokes on you, HAA Now let me tell'em what I do I bacon down until they chew They never gettin' through I knew they wouldn't make it to flu I get sick when I eat too many rappers then they back up They actions are speakin' louder of course they get devoured Wouldn't want the shark to prowl up burger pattie to pile up I think you need a salad proves the sauce's stylin' Put a mile in it if your runnin ya mouth I have you lookin' like you cut yourself short with a fork A plate pork when at war and have your health ate out You wouldn't make if to the door if your self played out And now your takin' it in I stay fitted to win My clothes extra big the so s**y wit So lets begin this the appetizer Homie get in line if you had your rhymes up [Hook] 　 [Verse 2] Leave it alone, its like cholesterol The best of all bet you catch the fall Big City tall but the jeans are too small Can't you tell I'm for sell with the swell in my draws And the eat is too called for, may be you should ball more Baby we can do it what we want its the all lord With all the lore my pants are too sore Walk around like I didn't have it before Look at me now I'm Big in a cloud I'm Punnin' the game like Joey get down Seemin' the same, like there's babies around And all of'em mine, she's big as me now Look at her shine bout as wide as time If shes on the other side, I'm makin good with mine I don't take no breaks or kit kats to get atcha' Funny how things patch up doin my swing latch'a Get on minutes after stage meets disaster I snack on mics just to let them breathe And my last meal tonight is a pile of beats I think of you everytime I eat To remind myself where I'd rather be