More songs by Finesse2tymes
More songs by Rick Ross
Description
Featured Vocals: Rick Ross
Producer: DJ XO
Producer: Avo
Immersive Mixer: Brendan Duffey
Mixer: Clay Perry
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Demitrius Lewis II
Mixer: Eddie “eMIX” Hernández
Vocals: Finesse2tymes
A And R Administrator: Irene Sourlis
Recorded By: Jeff Windle
Masterer: Nicolas de Porcel
Immersive Mixer: Nicolas de Porcel
A& R Manager: Success Davis
Writer: Ricky Hampton
Writer: Xabian Woods
Writer: Avery Halliburton
Writer: William L. Roberts II
Lyrics and translation
Original
EXO, thank you. Ole.
They counted me out, no, they miscounted.
Master P took the shot, but they know I'm 'bout it.
It's five seconds on the clock and we down three. I'm like Curry in the clip, so pass the rock to me. Everything
I talk about, I manifest it.
It been in hundreds, Maybach, his and her just sip it. She graduated Harvard and her name Alexis.
And she so sexy, it's 'bout to get Love & Hip Hop messy. Downfall, they prayed on my downfall. Five time feelin',
I gotta stay away from 'round y'all.
A hundred pointers , two hundred pointers.
Shouts out to the dollar menu, I come from McDonald's. Fat boy , ain't nothing small.
Trench coat, she got on nothing but drawers.
Fat boy , ain't nothing little.
I worked too hard to get right here, boy, this wasn't nothing simple.
Fat boy , no shirt , a hundred K , one verse.
Fat boy , heavyweight. Lord, forgive me for my sins, just for Heaven's sakes.
She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy. Big booty
Judy for the fat boy. Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy.
I'm a player like a Mack Black Lex boy. She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy.
Big booty Judy for the fat boy. Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy.
I'm a -player like a Mack Black Lex boy.
-New veneers, my yellow Jacob get a bitch's chills. Niggas fakin', still makin' payments, try to fit the bill.
Simmer down, I got the killers out here with us now.
Road to riches, I know you snitches never get 'em out. Till the rails, fly the bitches in just to dick 'em down.
See the house and two weeks later, they still be in town.
She love to pillow talk, she lovin' my ideas.
Stevie Wonder numbers if you try to see us.
Top down every day, that's for the fat boy. Four hundred million how I'm feelin', I'ma stack more.
Crib in every state and I don't smoke vapes.
Fifty thousand square feet and want more space.
Crib on the water, ten for the yacht.
Yeah, this Mobb clique, a nigga still on the spot. So fuck what you heard, bricks on the pot.
-Stones in the link, chips in the watch.
-She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy. Big booty
Judy for the fat boy. Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy.
I'm a player like a Mack Black Lex boy. She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy. Big booty
Judy for the fat boy.
Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy. I'm a player like a Mack Black Lex boy.
Three white girls, Rachel, Stephanie, and Kim.
Chrome Heart jeans, peanut butter Timbs.
Three o'clock AM , got the club jumpin'. Spillin' 1942 on my Dolce Gabbana.
Caught a jet to LA that's another twenty. Red bottoms cost a cot, no Trayvon hoodie.
Spanish girl let me put it where I wanna put it.
On the beach in Cabo eatin' marijuana cookies. She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy. Big booty
Judy for the fat boy. Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy.
I'm a player like -a Mack Black Lex boy.
-She gotta have a fat booty for the fat boy. Big booty Judy for the fat boy. Giorgio Armani suited for the fat boy.
I'm a player like a Mack Black Lex boy.