Don Trip - Sittin Phat lyrics

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[Hook]

I take all my niggas in the club with me

Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it’s everyday’s free

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

And I’ll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees

Anything she want, everything is on me

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more

All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more

The adlib, what I did with all my means

Pulled my family up with me, said goodbye to all my friends

God don’t forgive me, for neither of my sins

That’s what made it who I am, let me take it like a man

Head in the sky, I can take it on the kids

When my baby brother think I get my limbs

Sad cause my kids didn’t get a chance to see him

Making sure they never take a trip to where I’ve been

Realizing man they never learn to retreat

Man that’s exactly what my tombstone reads

Hardbody cut me bet I bleed concrete

When I’m gone nigga, wish they had more than one me

I pop my whole team, we need more than one piece

Bout to go to hell and back, motherfucker god speed

My nigga hit the feds, and got everything seesaw

Until they let him free, I let him live through me, though me

[Hook]

I take all my niggas in the club with me

Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it’s everyday’s free

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

And I’ll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees

Anything she want, everything is on me

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more

All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more

Damn, no hope for us poor

Better luck selling seashells by the shore

So we in the trap, it’s a revolving door

Boys become dope boys and girls become whores

The moment shed tears took over, I saw it

She gave it all she had, she expected much more

We went from fighting over playing time on the court

To fighting for our motherfucking lives, on court

You think I’m wearing free, all I do is record them

That’s true then, haters do really come from stores

A lifetime in this game’s got no rewarder

Vacation in the pen, a federal resort

It’s still a nigga left with no choice

All I got is weight, I’m tryina hold down the fort

I don’t need rest, I just keep moving forward

There’s a enough niggas sleeping right now in the morgue

[Hook]

I take all my niggas in the club with me

Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it’s everyday’s free

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

And I’ll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees

Anything she want, everything is on me

And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat

All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more

All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more.