Key Nyata - Phat Wemin lyrics

[Hook: Kilo Kish] Old School Cadillac With the Tint If I'm At Top, Tell The Fat Woman Strip Premium Vodka, Weed, and Girls And any other rap sh** things you've heard [Verse 1] I treat you f*ggots like I'm Tim Hardaway God got my Nextely, hit me if he gotta pray What these so called dues that I gotta pay? Old n***as scared cause the new n***as got the Ks beat Key Nyata made, caught the body, caught the case Big poppa pump, pop the trunk, blow a cop away They soft as Petey Pablo helicopter blades Choppin blades, like I'm pimping Chad '97 slab(s), Saab 9000, color of Spinelli hat Straight out the deli with that big Mac 11 And it's for the beef shreddin'. John Lennon of my f**ing trap Can you roger that, Roger Mayweather hands hard Hitting when I go to bat, you n***as notice that [Hook: Kilo Kish] [Verse 2] Never f** with n***as who can point out where your momma live The shooters, cause 9 times out of 10, you lose her That murder ain't a thing, got the Shawnn Kemp Ruger At the trap off Hoopa, fully loaded when I shoot it Feel that loud hadouken ho, real trill, you should know Since my days at optimal academy Picture like Maddux with a magnum in the black Ford Galaxy I hope he rages, ain't no point in dodging when I grab the 3 Shoot the 3, Reggie Miller 93, 31, 32 Harold Miner quick release, run and shoot So if I was you, I would try and pay attention n***as trying to catch a buzz, I'm just trying to catch you slipping