Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chubby Boy , by - Mannie Fresh. Release date: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chubby Boy |
| Go chubby boy, make the block hot |
| Go chubby boy, make her pussy pop |
| I’m the reason why them niggas cookin all of that crack |
| I’m the reason why that nigga gotta gun in yo back |
| I’m the season, why, pimpin gotta step out fly |
| When you do it how you do it, don’t you do it so tight |
| Cause I told you, set you down, hold you |
| 2 million, 3 million, 4 million showed you |
| Crackin gator boots, platinumized boots |
| Dr. Pepper can colored turbo coupes |
| Homie pimpin' is alive and it’s doin so well |
| Homie pimpin' puttin big long dick in ya gal |
| Still Chevrolet doors, mink on the floors |
| And the bank account nigga filled wit so many o’s |
| Nobody rush me off, nigga dust me off |
| I’m a motherfucking pimp playa trust me dawg |
| Jam hoes in lambo’s outside of the club |
| Than step up in that thing and tell them niggas what’s up |
| Go chubby boy, make the block hot |
| Go chubby boy, make her pussy pop |
| I got a brand new benz and it’s heiniken green |
| In the front license plate read pussy machine |
| The most beautifulest thing shorty you’ve ever seen |
| Pimpin sew it where you show it nigga fresh and so clean |
| I’m the reason why young niggas up they game |
| Plenty many bad bitches say they glad I came |
| I’m a legend in the bricks, playa check it fa real |
| Downtown mean mug nigga hard ta kill |
| Shorty shinnin ain’t nuttin but a lil bitty thang |
| Three-hundred sixty-five diamonds beamin up in the ring |
| I’m the man girlfriend, got more money than them |
| Lea, Paul, Lil Carl and that nigga wit them |
| Oh so called «D» boy, stunnin fu gazy |
| In the hood say your lil girl look like baby |
| I’m the reason why niggas gotta get up and get it |
| Right white one’s playa wit the shirt and the fittie |
| Go chubby boy, make the block hot |
| Go chubby boy, make her pussy pop |
| When I come through your city they go who is that |
| Young fella pimpin yella in a yellow Maybach |
| Nigga I came to show my chain, hardcore to the bling |
| Playa let’s go inside where the bitches at |
| Let me see it, pussy nigga, couldn’t be it |
| If ya get it like ya say ya get it, nigga 10 a ki it |
| Cut the whole cake down, flood out the town |
| Service cocaine, rogaine, x and that brown |
| Buy the new 7 playa, push on them hatas |
| Step out witcha left out, homie steppin in gators |
| I ain’t reppin crystal that’s a bunch of bullshit |
| Y’all ain’t give a nigga nuttin', suck a niggas dick |
| Than I open up my coat let her see what I tote |
| If a nigga feelin frog than it’s murder she wrote |
| Hotter than Maimi in the month of July |
| Got your girl dick ridin', chubby boy still fly |
| Go chubby boy, make the block hot |
| Go chubby boy, make her pussy pop |