Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hey Phatty, artist - Jamie Madrox. Album song Phatso, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Hey Phatty |
| Hey phatty phat phat |
| Phatty phat phat |
| What you got for us |
| Hey phatty phat phat |
| Phatty phat phat |
| What you got for us |
| I’m sick eating jellow mix straight up out the packet |
| While wearin a brown leather Indiana Jones jacket |
| I’m not the run of the mill or flash of the pan |
| Keyed up like Jim Hailwit with tight wrist bands |
| I’m like a mix of Zartan, Batman and Hob Goblin |
| The multiple man metamorphosisin and transformin |
| Abuse a mic like a junkie would do a drug |
| As I smack my head against the wall and catch me a buzz |
| No sound, sounds like this does here |
| And if you’re quiet you can hear the music crawlin in my ears |
| I’ll split your melon with a mallet like I’m Gallagher’s brother |
| And if it wasn’t for talent we’d be some broke mother fuckers |
| I’m a cannibal I’m salted and twisted while eatin pretzels |
| Screaming eat beef stabbin you with dinner utensils |
| I’m under pressure like a paper weight |
| Sick minds are curved so we have a hard time getting things straight |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what) |
| What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso) |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what?) |
| What you got for us (straight up ass hole) |
| Yo I’m a giant like a said and hold my subliminal visuals |
| In the shape of and individual pissed off |
| And lookin to lift off the rocket launch and blast off |
| In to outer space where the starts be at |
| I’m phat they call me phatso straight up ass hole |
| Say my big Mac boxes could build my Mac ass a castle |
| A sick son of a bitch and dirty bastard |
| My product is toxic so they label it biohazard |
| Hasn’t it been a while since you wanted to crank the dial to ten plus |
| And bust the speakers and rip the cones |
| Blown like the minds of those |
| Who been exposed to the frigid and frosty flows |
| Fillin a hole in the soul feelin out of control |
| Enough to wanna wrap your ride around a phone pole |
| I’m loco and grandee like a luchador |
| Pullin airial manoeuvre’s at three hundred pounds or more |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what) |
| What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso) |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what?) |
| What you got for us (straight up ass hole) |
| What you got for us |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what) |
| What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso) |
| Hey phatty phat phat (oh) |
| Phatty phat phat (what?) |
| What you got for us (Straight up ass hole) |
| What you got for us |
| What you got for us |
| What you got for us |
| What you got for us |