No Fats, No Femmes - Big Momma, cupcakKe

Pigeon-toed, extra meat around the hips

Got this nigga’s mind going 'cause the size of my lips

Put him on it once, now I gotta book him trips

Give me five-star meals, Steph Curry with the shrimp

Vacation in Belize sippin' bubbly

And you know we chainsmoking, sittin' casually

Motherfuckers in their feelings, don’t be bad to me

'Cause Momma’s throat skills keep a nigga close to me, uh

Momma know what the boys want, uh

Bring him to me, I can give him what he need

Head game crucial like he sinking in the sea

Bitches blowing up his phone, he be missing for a week

That’s me in a GT Benz crimson blue

Mean-mugging all you hoes when I’m coming through

Dominating any bitch coming in my avenue

But why them hoes really mad 'cause them hoes is through, uh

Meanwhile, they tryna get all in my gut

He wanna play a nigga, he just wanna bust a nut

I ain’t fucking with you if that thing uncut

Li’l niggas better back up before I act up

Get your racks up

Niggas, 'cause y’all hoes is pussies

How the fuck you tryna play me 'cause the frame is squishy

Lame niggas wanna lay up when their pockets empty

Motherfucker get ghost, adios, you’ll miss me, uh

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, no femmes)

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, femmes)

I’m tired of niggas tryna play me

I’m tired of niggas tryna get the mouth like it’s free

I’m tired of niggas tryna steal me for my recipes

When I listen to their flows, they be sounding like me

Goddamn, where they at, 'cause I’m ready to bust them

Weak bars, they ain’t hitting, bitch you rapping dust

I peel the skin off you chickens and you bald and plucked

On Wednesdays we wear black but you ain’t sitting with us, uh

Tomato and lettuce, you know that’s my fetish

On top of five dogs and you can’t forget relish

They making them jealous while taking they fellas

I got dress on me like my name Kimbella

Makeup making y’all hoes look better

Face don’t need beat, I can do acapella (I can)

Waistline snatched even when it ain’t together

Pussy open up like a fucking love letter (uh)

Every restaurant, that’s a big tab

Sit down, ooh, that’s big flab

Say it like «nah» but I’m still bad

Can’t come for me in a yellow cab

Bitch, I’m laid back

But let a bitch jump, I’m a maniac

I said what I said and I ain’t take it back

Hop on any nigga’s track and make the train collapse

I’m only stating facts

Only thing get fat shamed is this pussy

Ass so thick, I named it Snooki

The gays okay then you know I’m goodie

And I knock on the dick since I made that woody

My weight look hot, got it on lock

Confidence is the best thing I rock

Rude comments, I’m quick with the block

'Cause I ain’t never 'bout to argue with a motherfuckin' flop

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, no femmes)

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, femmes)

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, no femmes)

This for the girls with extra meat around they limbs

Belly hang low, a couple of inches on the hem

Niggas that be yelling «No fats, no femmes»

But it’s quiet as is kept, girl, you don’t need him (no fats, femmes)