Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miss Phatty, artist - Lou Phelps. Album song 002 / LOVE ME, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Last Gang
Song language: English
Miss Phatty |
Aye Aye |
First time I laid eyes on you |
You were smoking on a cigarette |
From ashy to classy, complimenting your silhouette |
Um |
Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal |
You on the pole, I’m on the floor like a billionaire |
Throwing all this cash, I’m bout to run out |
But to tell you the truth, I don’t really care |
You’ve been driving me crazy, rolling in a white bronco |
Got a chance to join the Mafia |
Lou Phelps, I’m the head honcho |
Fuego, not on fire but I just took a swim in the booth full of gasoline |
Not being thirsty, you just might be the Sprite that nigga might really need |
Um |
Cause what’s a king without a queen |
What’s a chance without a dream |
Aye |
What’s a boss without a mission |
Tell you the truth you fucking up my system |
But in the right way, use to love it when I say Dat Way |
I’m tryna be more than a migo, I need that love for free oh oh |
Girl I got this coupe if it’s not too late |
I want the sweet sweet, something like Kool-aid |
I’m not the type that got a type |
Cause if I had a type, I’d never have a girl |
Cause you’re not the type Imma bring on a date |
So let me get that number uh |
Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one |
You the type that make these other niggas run |
I know your time is precious, baby you’re incredible |
I just I just want you want you, let me know |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Miss Phatty |
Aye |
I’m a slave to the meat in the nighttime |
Feeling like a werewolf |
If your kitty ain’t scared of a beating |
I could make you feel good |
I got all these tricks in my Preme bag, got me feeling like a magician |
Got brand new kicks no heel drag but I’m running like an Olympian |
Turn it up, turn it up, baby girl you already know what is up |
Who knows what I got up in my double cup |
Tryna have fun, I ain’t tryna sober up |
Um |
I’m just tryna make a connection, girl you got me going to heaven |
Wake up smell that coffee baby, wake up take that cocky baby |
Our situation feeling very particular |
Me and my boys we done came from the bottom, we never stunt |
Maybe on occasion, I’m just Haitian |
Where I’m from I’m a sensation |
I got no game but you love it |
I remember seeing you up in the front row |
Couldn’t take my eyes off a rack |
In my city they don’t make em like you, so I’ll never be going back |
I’m not the type that got a type |
Cause if I had a type, I’d never have a girl |
Cause you’re not the type Imma bring on a date |
So let me get that number uh |
Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one |
You the type that make these other niggas run |
I know your time is precious, baby you’re incredible |
Aye I just I just want you want you, let me know |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Be Mine, Miss Phatty |
Aye, Be Mine |