ALL: How wide do you like 'em? LITTLE MOE: Well, like that. ALL: So you like 'em like that. LITTLE MOE: Yeh, I'm a chubby chaser. ALL: Ooh, look
do you like 'em? Tons of fun How wide do you like 'em? Well, like that So you like 'em like that Yeah, I'm a chubby chaser Ooh, look at her go, don'
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that, I came back for her Just to give it to her, like you asked for it Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her It rebounds so I caught it off the backboard I
and things so I had a couple of more necklaces man like ain't that a bitch? aint a bitch I ain't my words heavy so I hope them bitches stick like paint
, that's all she wrote I roll like a desperado And I don't ever know where I'm gonna go But still I ball like there's no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that
age don't mean a thing I ain't G Ali I bring them out with no ID Them boys they bring them out like I'm T.I.P. (Chorus) Come here girl Let me creep
know I like 'em dizzog Like Kobe to Shaq, so take that (Jermaine Dupri: Take that, take that) Long Beach is on the motherfuckin map The city by the sea, R.I
I'm a motherfuckin' monster I, I crossed the line, line And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide I, I wouldn't last these shoulders So I, I am headed home
and purrs like a cat I got a bitch that runs, I got a bitch that walks I got a bitch that yells, I got a bitch who talks I got a bitch that's dirty,
And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate Fat scope on a [unverified] Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times I
3 That's me, the motherfuckin', T I got ride on my surfboard, rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything, that's why I truck
, get your moneyman (Chorus: Ice-T) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman
old Six-fo Chevys, big fat go Out throw the West with the Gangstas rollin' South Central L.A. : my home We was out the feeling that hiphop be We couldn
chance and I respect you for that And at last we're all alone, baby, just you and I, don't try to lie I know what's on your mind, I'm lookin' straight
back I do whatever I wanna do, punk hoe I rock a perm, you rock an afro I wear khakis, while y'all wear silk Y'all drink forties, and I drink milk Cause
And I'ma kick this slang until the day I die I can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low