Il testo della Fat raps

Chip tha ripper-
Uh-huh. slab ent boy. good luckin out, chyeah.
Pulled up to the hand-car wash like blao,
Just the outside my nigga gon' wipe me down.
Know i gotta couple dollars for you when you done,
Roll the window back up, roll the blunt, cut ugk back up,
Cut the ac back up; gettin kinda hot in here, benny hanna
Left-over weed, smokin, i'm in here.
Let me volunteer to get you niggas minds right, getcha funds
Up instead of chasin after limelight.
But since i'm all good i might, go and see whats good
With these pretty girls for one night. so i whipped around
To the spot i knew was poppy-in. parked then we
Hopped out then hopped in, no problem. soon as we got in
Eye brows raised up, i missed the tape with fay cut(?)
With the escalade truck, in the party lookin for miss-not-
Too-bougiese with a booty and know how to roll
Doobies and junk

Curren$y-
Bitches think i'm living out my car, all these shoe
Boxes and shit, don't confuse it boo, this stuff i
Just bought, before i came to scoop you, coulda
Dropped it off, but i wanted you to see it, confident
But not concieted.
Yeah, i like my grapes, and my weed seedless.
Gettin pussy with my fathers features, believe it.
If you missed it, then i bet somebody out there seen
It, twitpic my outfit, bitches stalk my comments.
Just fool.
What they say i came first on my list of things
To do(?). if the broad got wireless at her crib
I fall through. gotta e-mails to read, as she
Break down my tree, reach my cell phone,
Turn the tv down for me(yeah).
It was kinda ironic, cuz i had the papers
She had the chronic. the hornets beat the
Supersonics. and hella vapors from the smokin
Volcano, i'm thirsty need some water, boy captain
Insane-o(?)

Big sean-
Aye, in this lifetime you only get richer or not,
So hoes jump for my balls like they tipped off
The rock. i get it from my dad cuz i'm a chip
Of the block. now i'm up in cleveland to grab
Chip off the block. now whip off the lots, with
A bad bitch, ass thick, and tits so i slipped off
The top. yeah, bitch i'm the man, forever gettin
Chose, i party everynight and it's never gettin old.
The story of your life is probably never gettin
Told, them tickets to your show is probably
Never gettin sold. i might just cop some shit
From some set, new york to la, i beat the sunset.
Your girl show me l-o-v-e. i dropped the o and
E, and just took the lv. thats louis vuitton luggage,
Everytime you see my passport, domneyair(?) print
Got me lookin like a chessboard ahaha.