Too Fat - Fred The Godson

Yeah I’m a bad boy

Nigga I’m too fat

5'9″, two-fifty, gut like I’m 6 months

Five nines, 250 worth of bricks pump

I deliver what the strip wants

It’s only my job, took the trip once

They told me chop like this

Old head told me play the block like this

Coke head said he want his rock like this

Know yall wish yall had it locked like this

Yessir

What’up Fred?

Uhh? Just my bank account and my blood pressure

I see him, I’m a wreck him

Stomped him with my gum, so he must be an extra

I’ll show 'em how to stunt

Fred A-Rod, I ain’t going for the bunt

Shots fly, peroxide, I’m laying in the cut

I’m a thousands pounds of uncut to the gut

Come on mama

My real mama in Florida

My ex mama, I dead her cause I was bored of her

I need more of you

What you don’t like big boys?

This is all baby fat, come on Kimora

She love my aura

Love it when I call her

Want me to press recorder her

Everytime I’m on her

Doug E. Fresh on her

O-o-on her, o-o-on her, o-o-on her

Uh, I mean I’m hotter than a sauna

Fred from that back block, met her on the corner

However I stay Gucci down to the socks

Spots in blocks filled with rocks

She said «Stop! You want these legs?

You may just wait»

She’s said «you're falling off nigga

You’re losing weight»

Asked what I want her to cook and I just ate

Still T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch’s grape

Fred!

B-I-G-G-I-E aka G-O-D, get it? Biggie

B-I-G-G-I-E aka G-O-D, get it? Biggie

The greatest ever, peace out to Brooklyn

But I’m big Bronx, I’m coming for the cooking

Every bitch looking, I’m fresh out of the booking

Niggas like «take it where it need to be tooken»

This is my warning, I will claim victory

Chewing on some Juicy Fruit, you can’t do shit

Flow unbelievable, kick in the door with it

Bitch get hypnotized when I come raw with it

Sky is the limit, they love me cause I’m nice

Mama tucked me in, gave me long kiss goodnight

They praying on my downfall, can’t see me

Please throw down some ice for the nicest MC

Fred!