Lyrics

Boom Bong Bow Check out my swag, don't i stay fresh Outfit clean, chain on the chest Clean as a whistle, cooler than a fan Money on my mind keep the money in my hand Yeah Im a star, everybody know me I look like a Milli from my head to my feet Flow so silly i could charge you a fee I ride one deep and I'm staying sucka free Yeah i'm a dawg, and i'm so TRILL When I come through, the haters stand still They be talking down, I be on the grind They be looking broke, I be on shine Stunna shades on cuz im so damn cool Thought I fell off huh, you a damn fool Heavyweight lover I be beating up the scale Certified hustler so everything for sale Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Alright, Yall aint gone stop til i give it to ya Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Uh, I aint gone stop til i give it to ya Who dat boy is, what that boy drive You ain't gotta ask cause i'm parked outside Twelves in the trunk, you know i got that beat Turn it up high, you can hear me down the street Girls kinda like me, they say im kinda chubby My pockets on swole so i guess, they love me You aint a bad chick, can't do nothing for me You looking for a trick, better find a new buddy Playaz get chose, sticking to the code You ain't got money keep ya broke whoo home Hit me on the phone, I got what ya need Head to the sky like I got a nose bleed Back to the beats three days out the week Catch me in the club, pointing out the freaks Look back at it guh, bounce it on the floor Now drop and give me 50 like we at a freak show Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Alright, Yall aint gone stop til i give it to ya Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Uh, I aint gone stop til i give it to ya They say Give it to em Phat, let me do my thang I put the smack down now they gone in the brain New school player with that old school game Rocks in the chain show you that i ain't a lame Let the beat ride, I aint done spitting First round pick ain't a damn thing missing A dawg on the beats, a giant on the mic So it's only right that i give you what ya like run it Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Alright, Yall aint gone stop til i give it to ya Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Give it to em Phat, Give it to em Phat Uh, I aint gone stop til i give it to ya Give it to em Hit Me Hit Me Give it to em
Writer(s): Brandon Nezey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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