[Intro]
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Fat Rat!!!.... Fat Rat!!!....
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Fat Rat!!!.... Fat Rat!!!.... [beat comes]
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Fat Rat!!!.... Fat Rat!!!....
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Fat Rat!!!.... Fat Rat!!!....
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[Lil' O]
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You know Lil' O (Uh-huh)
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Hit the brick and turn thirty-six to fifty-four (Uh-Huh)
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Get the rental, hit the interstate and get the dough
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I keep my game face on (Yeah)
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H-Town niggas stay paper-chase-on
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All that "Whut's up kinfolk", we ain't no rela-tion
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I got my dough, you wanna play you get a gamesta-tion
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Cuz I don't want the block, I want the whole na-tion
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I'm greedy, envy, trife, and lust crea-tion, I'm the (Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheddar
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when I blast my Barretta, slugs smash thru your sweater
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And if you come, I'm show you if I mash it's whutever
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I spin a nigga hot and turn his ass into leather
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Two bricks in the dash, fifty g's in the fender
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Throw stash spot from my glock, I call it blender
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Do managitouis with them broads, Kim and Brenda
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I'm the cat that separate the ballers from pretenders, I'm the
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[Chorus]
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha boy that got the work, from half O's to Ki's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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I bleed niggas' blocks and stab O's and G's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha little nigga, that push them big body V's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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There's stealers on my team that smash blows and freeze
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[Lil' O]
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You know when Fat Rat hit the club I always ride thru stuntin'
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There's sumthin' big and wide, and it's glidin' on buttons
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Cuz the wool lookin' phat my insides lika a glutton
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And I don't say hi to these hoes that ain't fuckin'
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And if you wanna check, go head and try it ain't nuthin'
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There's killers on my side, just dyin' to spray sumthin'
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Paint sumthin'...wrap up the tape sumthin'..
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That's whut happened to the last niggas came thru frontin'
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Now I'm in the field (Uh-huh) arms in the Lexus (Uh-huh)
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in the bitch like they mommas keep they heads put away
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Every soldier on my team all about gettin' cake
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And the ones get out of line, we do a¢æ?em to set a¢æ?em straight
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Now it's the thugg ones (Yeah) who snatch your loved ones (Yeah)
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And call you for the ransom we want it in all ones (For real)
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(???) debatin', we all dunns (Get money)
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Them niggas alright, but me, I'm awesome
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[Chorus]
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha boy that got the work, from half O's to Ki's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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I bleed niggas' blocks and stab O's and G's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha little nigga, that push them big body V's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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There's stealers on my team that smash blows and freeze
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[Lil' O]
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I'm still a vida-loca (Yeah) slangin' coke-a (Yeah)
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Block leadin', tryna get money like Op-rah (Whoa)
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In the kitchen cookin' these chickens like ok-ra
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I can get it raw, white, yellow, tan, or moca (for real)
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Ain't no game is ov-ah, it's just a lot of new heads (uh-huh)
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Now a niggas winnin' wars, giving game to the Feds (uh-huh)
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That's the type that cats that get found with a brain full of lead (uh-huh)
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In the living room, tied up and gagged, laying in red (uh-huh)
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Laying and dead, cuz playa if you mention-my-name (uh)
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I will break, every bone and every inch-of-your-frame (say whut)
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When I throw you off the roof and have you wrenchin-in-pain
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There's nuthin' in the world like the stench of remains,
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Cuz when I throw a¢æ?em I don't play no Elementary games
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Not when he drunk, ice grill, catching a flame
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He could bust, anything, tryna get at my change
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I got the streets on lock like pennetentiaries, man, I'm tha
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[Chorus]
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha boy that got the work, from half O's to Ki's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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I bleed niggas' blocks and stab O's and G's, they call me
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(Fat Rat!!!)
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Tha fat rat with the cheeze....
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Tha little nigga, that push them big body V's, they call me
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