Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fat Pockets, artist - Showbiz. Album song Runaway Slave, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.1991
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Fat Pockets |
My pockets stay fat, and they always like that |
Not only in pocket but in my bank |
There’s stacks and stacks of dough |
Cause I move slow, I get my cash flow, and then I go |
And brother’s don’t know, I’m on the down low |
Some get mad cause they can’t understand |
That I’m 23 years old, I’m in command |
I’m down with DITC, that’s «Diggin' in the Crates» |
And my partner A.G., we always keep crazy papes |
I’m staying fat, cause what comes around goes around |
I always help out and help a brother when he’s down |
And out like a boy scout, brothers always shout |
«Good lookin' out Show» Yeah, without a doubt |
But don’t try and take advantage |
I’ll just leave you alone instead of putting that ass in bandages |
Signing off is Show B-I-Z |
And next up is A.G., he likes his pockets F-A-T |
«I like my pockets fat not flat» (repeat 4x) |
Check it out yo, A.G. is living fat |
In the mental, in other words can I get a soul clap? |
Diggin' in the crates for something smooth |
Showbiz & A.G., yo money, we make the party groove |
And I’m a top-notch competitor |
Carrying dough like a treasurer |
Getting pussy, oh that’s regular |
But the sex I never take |
Cause if that bitch screams rape |
Like Mike Tyson, I’m upstate |
And you know that’s a fact, black |
So if she says no, that means no, and that’s that |
No matter how cute or how desperate |
(Ayo she gotta get the boot) |
Yeah, she gotta see the exit |
But I’m not mad I didn’t hit it |
I just dial seven digits and some skins that’s with it |
Bones in the closet, that’s my logic |
You gotta be smart and keep a down low in the projects |
Watch your step and take it easy |
Or act like Stevie Wonder because you know you can’t see me |
Don’t sniff no coke, but I might drink a brew |
Or maybe two (Andre the Giant, not you) |
Yeah, wrecking MCs with just my demo |
And pulling all the cuties with no problemo |
That’s right, because I’m a gamer |
Your girl let you for me, A.G., I don’t blame her |
Step back, get your sticks and your bats |
Know you step up because my pockets are fat |
«I like my pockets fat not flat» (repeat 3x) |
It’s time to take the brothers from the corner |
Clean up they act, and give them a chance to do what the wanna |
I’m not trying to be a bum with a 40 |
That’s not my style, I gotta work hard like Naughty |
By Nature, you should understand |
To get yours in this land, you gotta work for yours, black man |
You think it’s easy because I rap? |
So don’t ask me for a dollar motherfucker, you ain’t handicapped |
And if you was, you’d still have the chance |
Look how I flip «ain't this a bitch» now I’m making you dance |
Yeah it’s Show B-I-Z from your neighbor H-double-O-D, I R-A-P |
Cause I wanna stay fat |
To keep clothes on my back and you know I never slack |
For all the bums that said I forgot where I came from |
Eating crumbs on the corner in the slums |
I’m hungry enough to grow fangs |
Here’s a dollar, go to the store |
But give me back my fucking change |
I’m not trying to spend on so-called friends |
Not even with skins, put that bullshit to an end |
So fuck the groupies on tour |
I’m trying to make a million dollars, some shit I never saw before |
So save that bullshit for later |
So when I’m large, hoes give me head on an escalator |
Yeah, I like to flow, I’m Show B-I-Z |