2big - risk lyrics
intro:
yo! real talk
2big baby!
hook:
i was born in new york
where fat means you’re sick
where fat means you’re poor
and fat means “you pig!”
then i moved down south
where that seemed to switch
where skinny means you’re poor
and fat means you’re rich!
verse 1:
step your weight up, homie!
eat these motha’f*ckin’ crumbs
l!ck this plate up for me
i love to be the one that you hate on, homie
i serve a motha’f*cka’ quick like i wait on homie
and go ahead, get your date on, homiе
but she comin’ over for dinner a littlе later on, homie
you waitin’ for her text while she lay down on me
she love the way i get down, she stay down on me
she wants a creamy canoli, she wants to bake my baguette
she wants comer el huevo, i give her breakfast in bed
banana nut in her pie, when i’m stuffin’ her m*ffin
happy holloween baby! i’m a light you up, pumpkin!
she fall in love and she blushin’
no competition, i crush ’em
and that’s the end of discussion
i’m feelin’ like big when i’m spitting it, son
but i’m livin’ latino so i’m feelin’ like pun!
hook:
i was born in new york
where fat means you’re sick
where fat means you’re poor
and fat means “you pig!”
then i moved down south
where that seemed to switch
where skinny means you’re poor
and fat means you’re rich!
verse 2:
but yo for real though, tell me how you feel bro
pain in your head and your neck, and your feet swole
i know you tough but the situation is lethal
so far you been free as far as disease go
but your body’s a prison, feels like you got an addiction
and why the f*ck is you itchin’ when you not in the kitchen?
man this sh*t is embarassin’, it’s disgustin’ and sickenin’
and homie you need clothes, but nothin’ is fittin’
too much stomach and tits to be covered and hidden, so f*ck it, i’m quittin’
f*ck clothes! i’m a walk around covered in b*tches
and every time that the reaper shows up for a visit
i’m like “d*mn motha’f*cka’, give a brotha’ a minute!”
i’ve lost battles, but this war, i’m a win it, the more up i’m in it
the more i know i got it, man, the more i’m a sweat it
hold me down? i ain’t gon’ let it
so f*ck feelin’ sorry, pathetic, i’m a warrior headed for glory, i’ll get it!
hook:
i was born in new york
where fat means you’re sick
where fat means you’re poor
and fat means “you pig!”
then i moved down south
where that seemed to switch
where skinny means you’re poor
and fat means you’re rich!
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