Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fat Punnany (Hottie Hottie Girl), artist - Cham.
Date of issue: 14.08.2006
Song language: English
Fat Punnany (Hottie Hottie Girl) |
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Madhouse!!! |
With another one, with another one |
Yo shorty’s buff lookin tuff dat a murda |
She have nuff poda puff dat a murda |
Shorty blessed wid di fluff dat a murda |
Uh! |
Uh! |
Uh! |
dat a murda |
Chorus: Majic Massey |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Verse 1: Baby Cham (Majic Massey) |
She have di body weh seh rae pon di Coca Cola shape |
Pon di goods to keep n**** head turnin turnin |
She’s like a rose lookin hot inna di clothes |
Mama seat is on fire she’s burnin burnin |
Could it be fair I had to do a double take |
When mi see di booty shake my body yearnin yearnin |
She have it all have di rudeboy dem a fall |
Man I saw her at di mall I had to holla (Hey yo!!!) |
Chorus: Majic Massey |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Verse 2: Baby Cham |
Fat catty like (*Whoa) big body like (*Whoa) |
Hotty hotty like (*Whoa) got doe drink mo' |
Girl drop it like (*Whoa) can yuh pop it like (*Whoa) |
Then hop it like (*Whoa) swing low never flow |
Girl every man a stare cau dem jeans weh yuh wear |
Sure yuh got it in di front and yuh not lackin in di rear |
Yah di star I’m di flare and yuh floppin wid di stare |
Everywhere yuh go yuh hear (Hey yo!) |
Chorus: Majic Massey |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Verse 3: Baby Cham |
I’m in the mood I’m feelin right so I’m partyin tonight |
Raise your glasses for the shorties up in here who keep it tight |
I’m high like a kite and I caught her in my site |
Mi seh big up all di girls dem up in here who keep it tight |
Cho! |
I can’t speak mami, give me a peep mami |
Yuh have di body weh mi seek I wanna, I wanna |
Chorus: Majic Massey |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Fat punanny girl blowin up the spot |
Keepin it, street, livin on, top |
Keep it tighter with your body rider |
Cause all the fellas goin non stop |
Outro: Baby Cham |
With another one, with another one |
Yo shorty’s buff lookin tuff dat a murda |
She have nuff poda puff dat a murda |
Shorty blessed wid di fluff dat a murda |
Uh! |
Uh! |
Uh! |
dat a murda |
With another one, with another one |
Yo shorty’s buff lookin tuff dat a murda |
She have nuff poda puff dat a murda |
Shorty blessed wid di fluff dat a murda |
Uh! |
Uh! |
Uh! |
dat a murda |