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tha first bite - fat nick lyrics

[intro: pouya]
the f*ck they talkin’ about?
yo, yo, yo, fat nick, buffet boys entertainment
the f*ck is this b*tch ass ho on, man?
y’all ain’t sh*t b*tch, you really out here, you really a motherf*ckin’ p*ssy, dawg
i know you been waitin’ so long for this moment
it’s your time to shine, baby
let’s get this money

[chorus]
holdin’ dope, stuntin’, got yo’ main b*tch tryna touch me
foreign whip a [?], got yo’ main b*tch tryna suck me
all these foreign clothes, can’t no thotty call me ugly
you say you the f*ckin’ man but your b*tch just tryna f*ck me
holdin’ dope, stuntin’, got yo’ main b*tch tryna touch me
foreign whip a [?], got yo’ main b*tch tryna suck me
all these foreign clothes, can’t no thotty call me ugly
you say you the f*ckin’ man but your b*tch just tryna f*ck me
[verse 1]
whippin’ and whippin’, i’m swervin’ the foreign
i don’t want your b*tch, god d*mn it, she boring
i’m smokin’ this dope and she off of a flat
got a bad b*tch everywhere on the map
designer on me but still play with them packs
don’t trip up on 12 but still roll with the pack
all these pink dolphins just came out the trap
i’m juggin’ so hard, so much faster than track
rollin’ and rollin’, i’m off of the dope
fendi and bape i love on my clothes
bustin’ and duckin’, these thotties be bluffin’
i just wanna f*ck, don’t speak about cuffin’
rollin’ up, b*tch, i creep
ducked off with some heat
goons be talkin’ sweet when they see that semi leak
b*tch i’m in this thing and i’m throwin’, i got it
your b*tch takin’ off her clothes
stuntin’ hard in my gucci goggles
i’m stunnin’, hot, let that audi throttle
my guap’s up ’cause my skeezers now
for the baddest b*tch in your town
i’m racked up, this jugg money
you broke boy, got no money
this fendi and gucci, broke boy, do not push me
i f*cked your main thot, how the f*ck am i losin’?
you getting no money, your jugg, it be snoozin’
i’m duckin’ the feds and you know that i’m coolin’
and my side b*tch so bad, all these goofies be droolin’
i’m ’bout it, i’m ’bout it, y’all p*ssies been knew this
money and money, it keep comin’ at me
i curved your main thotty, how the f*ck am i ugly?
[chorus]
holdin’ dope, stuntin’, got yo’ main b*tch tryna touch me
foreign whip a [?], got yo’ main b*tch tryna suck me
all these foreign clothes, can’t no thotty call me ugly
you say you the f*ckin’ man but your b*tch just tryna f*ck me
holdin’ dope, stuntin’, got yo’ main b*tch tryna touch me
foreign whip a [?], got yo’ main b*tch tryna suck me
all these foreign clothes, can’t no thotty call me ugly
you say you the f*ckin’ man but your b*tch just tryna f*ck me

[verse 2]
stuntin’ so hard, i’m hotboxing my masi’
side b*tch, she ugly but whippin’ an audi
designer [?], hotbox be too foggy
these foreign hoes hot, like god d*mn, i’m so c*cky
flexin’ the trap and i feel like i’m [?]
your p*ssy be stank but i still let her top me
go pick up your pants ’cause your neck be so sloppy
don’t care, ain’t no while and my money’ll be clumpy
ten in the face, can’t no b*tch ever dump me
i’m juggin’ so cold like i’m playin’ some hockey
junkies keep callin’, finessin’ they money, and
they know i’m a star so i’m f*ckin’ they thotties
rollin’ and rollin’, thot off of a molly
she rollin’ and rollin’, god d*mn, she all on me
these labels, they watchin’, my females they be plottin’
i kick back, relax, and the dope got me laughin’
flexin’ the cook, got her poppin’ a roxy
i f*ck this b*tch once, but i don’t let her touch me
b*tch, you don’t know me, i know you want fame
i know you be cuffed but your man, he a lame
i know your man know me, he lovin’ my game
run up on me, you six feet in the grave
run up on me then the heater get sprayed
p*ssy ass, stop, i got hitters for days
[bridge]
b*tch, i’m leanin’, all my haters geekin’
i got hoes, they tweakin’ and they beggin’ just to see me
all this dope, i’m low, threw a stack for gucci loafers
all these double c’s on me got your girl all over me

- fat nick lyrics

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