Songtexte:
99 Fat

the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand that's Covering most of her mouth Fall in love with a bright idea And the way a world is revealed to you Fat

t ask me, for food, I ain't ask you Cut through the bullshit, you can just pass the pool And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too But if ya stomach

better pay up, I'll even take food stamps kid If you ain't got a job, man it's cool you can rob Still from your old man, cuz he's a fat drunken slob And

bigger than the Club United Nations Place was to the point I kicked my shoes off the secko 30 percenters-- When I talked it made a echo Rolled up the fat

What niggas done did to the game, shit is a shame Everybody shit is the same 99.99 procent of niggas lyrics is lame When I spit the room temperature chance

then The party started moving, and everybody started singing: 99 bottles of beer on the wall. 99 bottles of beer. You take one down, you pass it around, You got 99

her face. She put me in a state (ooh, state of shock) [Sharp Dressed Man/ZZ Top] Top coat. Top hat. I don't worry, 'cause my wallet's fat. Black shades

ask me, for food, I ain't ask you Cut through the bullshit, you can just pass the pool And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too But if ya stomach

heard a rumor in the street, muthafucka was gifted Up and comin' nigga might need to get with One cat from BK, put him on your hit list Sauce Money, fat