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Fatty FreeStyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Sity XX
Length: 3:05
Written by: Khalil Ellis




Sity XX - Fatty FreeStyle Lyrics
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Ahaa look this more like my K-Band$ shit to be honest Sity
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy told that bitch don't call me daddy
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
And I just might you should just come to the back of the booth aye
I just might you should just blow up on all of this boof aye
Not gon lie I would just f*ck you in the back of the stu aye
It's occupied and you know why cuz Vici be making them tunes aye
There is no cap to my capitol
These other niggas is laughable
Baby I can't fall in love I can not do no collateral
Might pass her to Matt like a lateral
She noticed the growth has been gradual
She told me don't skeet on her face so put my nut on her clavicle
And killing you niggas is natural I do it casually
I am an actual beast the fear is so palpable
When you are battling me niggas just know you beaten
Pretender niggas that's that you know
From ya hoes to ya swag to your clothes
To your fake claims of all of your O's
I switch flows beats I ripped those songs bang like a pistol
Do I love you bitch no got a dick you can kiss though
I tip-toe in ya sons room grab a knife f*ck a stick hoe
And the f*ckin cut left so much blood they thought it was a hospital bitch
Damn all the hoes like oh my God Sity so motherf*ckin wild when he freestyle
We doubt anybody do what he do in the stu cuz he always bodying the beat now
He wild and he kinda cute and I bet he go crazy if I left him dick me down
He down to go jail for abuse for the way the beat beat up f*ck turn the beat down
Sippin nade sippin nade I'm a Connoisseur
Rip the beat apart like a f*ckin carnivore
Vici stick to the plan no need for audibles
Mixing waves with the flames for the audio
Had to run up the game for the cardio
Had this bitch jumpin bitch I'm f*ckin Mario
Say she love my aura feel like I'm Lucario
She ask do you love me Hit her with the sorry hoe
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
And I just might you should just come to the back of the booth aye
I just might you should just blow up on all of this boof aye
Not gon lie I would just f*ck you in the back of the stu aye
It's occupied and you know why cuz Vici be making them tunes aye
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Ahaa look this more like my K-Band$ shit to be honest Sity
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy told that bitch don't call me daddy
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
And I just might you should just come to the back of the booth aye
I just might you should just blow up on all of this boof aye
Not gon lie I would just f*ck you in the back of the stu aye
It's occupied and you know why cuz Vici be making them tunes aye
There is no cap to my capitol
These other niggas is laughable
Baby I can't fall in love I can not do no collateral
Might pass her to Matt like a lateral
She noticed the growth has been gradual
She told me don't skeet on her face so put my nut on her clavicle
And killing you niggas is natural I do it casually
I am an actual beast the fear is so palpable
When you are battling me niggas just know you beaten
Pretender niggas that's that you know
From ya hoes to ya swag to your clothes
To your fake claims of all of your O's
I switch flows beats I ripped those songs bang like a pistol
Do I love you bitch no got a dick you can kiss though
I tip-toe in ya sons room grab a knife f*ck a stick hoe
And the f*ckin cut left so much blood they thought it was a hospital bitch
Damn all the hoes like oh my God Sity so motherf*ckin wild when he freestyle
We doubt anybody do what he do in the stu cuz he always bodying the beat now
He wild and he kinda cute and I bet he go crazy if I left him dick me down
He down to go jail for abuse for the way the beat beat up f*ck turn the beat down
Sippin nade sippin nade I'm a Connoisseur
Rip the beat apart like a f*ckin carnivore
Vici stick to the plan no need for audibles
Mixing waves with the flames for the audio
Had to run up the game for the cardio
Had this bitch jumpin bitch I'm f*ckin Mario
Say she love my aura feel like I'm Lucario
She ask do you love me Hit her with the sorry hoe
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
Bad bitch with a fatty smokin on a fatty
I don't pop no addy's told that bitch to drop the addy
Said her name was Patty I'm just tryna feel her patties
She don't know her daddy so that bitch gon call me daddy
And I just might you should just come to the back of the booth aye
I just might you should just blow up on all of this boof aye
Not gon lie I would just f*ck you in the back of the stu aye
It's occupied and you know why cuz Vici be making them tunes aye
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Writer: Khalil Ellis
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