Spicy Chatter 2 ft. Wdg.FatBoy Lyrics

Ah

Man, it's time to talk shit

Me and Rome finna make some dope and call it dog shit

Beat a nigga ass and shot him twice, then record it

Bitch, I don't want no handjob, I beat my own dick

Sippin' on that efcyo- , I can't even spell it

I could get a pint for the free, cause I got great connections

Had to slap the fuck out my mama, cause she drivin Wreckless

My bitch ass too fuckin' big, that's why I'm finna neck it

Ah

WWE Smackdown

Took that nigga bitch

Fat boy, I'm finna walk down

I'm tired of you weird niggas

Drum sounds

My bitch a slut, nigga

I'm finna fuck her now

She like big dick, it's a fun house

We got big sticks, we got drum rounds

We got a big Hit, then we gon' walk him down

Shit

Damn, nigga, I nutted

Put her on the couch and her parents started fuckin

Moose slide down in a turban like a Muslim

I saw a pregnant bitch, I'm tryna hit it, no discussion

My kin kinda bad, I'm finna fuck my cousin

Sold my lil' brother hit dope, and that nigga died

Told Rome if he want the lean, tax his ass for 9

My bitch credit so fuckin' neat, the guy down payment dimes

The guys wanted to hit that bitch, but her pussy mine

Ahhhhh

Man, her pussy safe

After I fuck what you doin', I gotta shake and bake

4-5 grease a nigga belly he got a bacon steak

New bitch had diabetes, I stuffed her with a cake

Man, what the fuck

That's my grandma

That bitch is diabetic

She's a fat hoe

Fat bitch

Damn, I just called my grandma

I don't give a fuck

She still gon' let me fuck

Put it in her butt

What the fuck

Keb?

Man, I finna crash out

This lean got me trippin

With my ass out

What The Fuck Why I'm ' my butt ass naked

Now, who the fuck took me home butt ass naked

Come on, Rome

Man, your ass stank

4-5 ran All the bullies, I'm finna throw a shank

Shooter finna JF KENNEDY some shi He got dead aim

Swear to God, once that bitch left Then the M's came

Ahhhh-

Come on now

Ayy, keep that part

Rome always rappin' about food

He got fat bars

Know this bitch head

Hella decent, she got fat jaws

Bitch titties, six fuckin' feet

She got fat bars

Keb?

Yo, bitch, pussy stank

She opened up her pussy

And that bitch feel like a water gate

I'm a fat nigga

That last bar I ate

Hit him with that chop

That nigga ran away

She put that pussy on me

It feel like heaven gates

I slap a pussy nigga

Just like Kevin Gates

I'm a big bag flipper

I'ma take that case

Rome, I gave you a plate

Why you eat my plate

Can't even get no food

Rome gon' eat my plate

If they ask why I'm walkin' stiff

I got a metal plate

You got ten kids in one room

You need a bigger place

My bitch know If I fuckin' cheat

Man, she better stay

Maryland shot the tecc Hit his head he caught a concussion

I'll shoot a nigga Have his ass needing Dr. McStuffin

Me and Wayne Servin' GMCs

Man, you ridin' in nothin

Bullets like Clippers Hit your head

Now you Mr. Ruffins

My lil' nigga wanna fuckin' body it He can't come outside

Told a bitch I want a fuckin' kid

Let me come inside

Shittin' on you niggas

ahhhhh-

Shittin' on these niggas

I done thought y'all niggas The toilet bowl