Sittin’ on Somethin’ Phat

Ant Banks

(Verse 1)
Big banks
All these hoes wanna know me
Cause Im servin em up somethin funky
On the real Im the Oakland O.G
A place full of hard ass rhymes and slow beats
Rush the store and get my shit
Put a spliff between them lips n just trip
Hit styles and banks ain't tryin out
Because the dope fiend beat ain't dyin out
And if you say it is than you wrong, punk
Cause in this town we got our own funk
It ain't no followin G
See Im a leader, so motherfuckers followin me
And when they get in my path
I shake em and laugh
Cause they dont know the half
Of the the hard times i had
Tryin to make it
I put it together like buildin blocks
And Itll be fucked up if the ceiling drops
But I dont think thats gonna happen
Cause Im mackin n stackin Gs
With songs like these
I kick peace to my niggas in the streets that made me
And beats to the bitches who be jockin like crazy
It feels good when you got it like that
Cause Im sittin on somethin phat

(Verse 2)
I gotta stay phat
So wheres the bitch with the gravy?
Let me sop it up, stick it n lick it and get paid, see
Im a dog as nigga-ro
I get that ass and you be askin where that nigga go
Well I be gone in the wind with my friends
N my benz, sippin on gin as i snickle n grin
About the way you was sprung
And wanted to marry my weenie
I dissapeared on your ass like I was Harry Houdini
But it ain't nuthin new, because I been a fool
And all you see was the smoke from my tennis shoes
And know you heard rubber burnin when I drove off
I bet you wish you wouldve never take your clothes off
But now its finished and done with
And I had fun bitch
A one night stand man, so fuck all the dumb shit
Ccause thats what the macks are made to do
I guess these hoes need to know they can't fade the thruth
And than they aim at you, pretend they ain't no fool
Guess she didn't know the dick this damn cool
She ain't never got fucked like that
Cause im sittin on somethin phat

(Verse 3)
Now im sittin on somethin phat
How did i get there?
Everybody and they mama wanna sit there
Some people might kill
Some might sell coocked up rock on the block
And some might steal
But takin ain't the way to get your pockets phat
I know your fingers are itchy because you got the gat
And now you wanna do a hold-up, scheamin up
I hold the ? and just to see your fuckin parents fuckin swoll up
But your ass got caught and its hectic
You ain't swoll now your shit is anorexic
You wanted somethin phat well it gotcha
I know the judge gave your ass somethin proper
Slapped you with the book
You had to be a crook and your ass got took
But you shouldn't´ve try to gank on GP
Like Short, I know you wanna be free
But now you stuck with no luck for a quick buck
In the pen now you can't get your dick sucked
By a bitch with a big fat gat
Try to be like me, sittin on somethin phat

(Outro)
This shit is phat, phatter than a mansion home
Phatter than the ass in the 2 Live Crew song
Phatter than a goddamn snake neck
Phatter than a motherfuckin presidents paycheck
Phat like a stack of hay
Phatter than a plate from the subrin café
Phatter than my dick when its on hold
Phatter than a buff ass nigga, when hes home swoll
Phatter than a Rolex watch
Phatter than Vanessa del Rios cop
Phatter than Heatcliff the cat
Phatter than four fifteens in a zag
Phatter than a nine-two Jag
Phatter than a 20 sack rolled in one zig zag
Phatter than...*laughter* It ain't that phat man
Im out

Curiosidades sobre a música Sittin’ on Somethin’ Phat de Ant Banks

Quando a música “Sittin’ on Somethin’ Phat” foi lançada por Ant Banks?
A música Sittin’ on Somethin’ Phat foi lançada em 1993, no álbum “Sittin’ On Somethin’ Phat”.

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