JAMIE MADROX

JAMIE MADROX - Hey Phatty lyrics

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Hey phatty phat phat

Phatty phat phat

What you got for us

Hey phatty phat phat

Phatty phat phat

What you got for us

I'm sick eating jellow mix straight up out the packet

While wearin a brown leather Indiana Jones jacket

I'm not the run of the mill or flash of the pan

Keyed up like Jim Hailwit with tight wrist bands

I'm like a mix of Zartan, Batman and Hob Goblin

The multiple man metamorphosisin and transformin

Abuse a mic like a junkie would do a drug

As I smack my head against the wall and catch me a buzz

No sound, sounds like this does here

And if you're quiet you can hear the music crawlin in my ears

I'll split your melon with a mallet like I'm Gallagher's brother

And if it wasn't for talent we'd be some broke mother fuckers

I'm a cannibal I'm salted and twisted while eatin pretzels

Screaming eat beef stabbin you with dinner utensils

I'm under pressure like a paper weight

Sick minds are curved so we have a hard time getting things straight

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what)

What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso)

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what?)

What you got for us (straight up ass hole)

Yo I'm a giant like a said and hold my subliminal visuals

In the shape of and individual pissed off

And lookin to lift off the rocket launch and blast off

In to outer space where the starts be at

I'm phat they call me phatso straight up ass hole

Say my big Mac boxes could build my Mac ass a castle

A sick son of a bitch and dirty bastard

My product is toxic so they label it biohazard

Hasn't it been a while since you wanted to crank the dial to ten plus

And bust the speakers and rip the cones

Blown like the minds of those

Who been exposed to the frigid and frosty flows

Fillin a hole in the soul feelin out of control

Enough to wanna wrap your ride around a phone pole

I'm loco and grandee like a luchador

Pullin airial manoeuvre's at three hundred pounds or more

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what)

What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso)

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what?)

What you got for us (straight up ass hole)

What you got for us

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what)

What you got for us (I'm phat they call me phatso)

Hey phatty phat phat (oh)

Phatty phat phat (what?)

What you got for us (Straight up ass hole)

What you got for us

What you got for us

What you got for us

What you got for us

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