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Fat Boys Trouble

think of somethin', know what I'm sayin'? [Mark:] Well, I think you better think on the double Don't look now 'cause here comes trouble [Chorus: Buff Love] Trouble! Here comes trouble

can't see that It doesn't matter, cause I'm still on top My pockets gon stay fat, nigga you can believe that [Hook] [Magic] Them boys from the South

man Why do the good girls always want the bad boys? And so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through all kinds of troubles

the one block You know the one spot peeps get the one shot Got one thought on the task at hand You can ask your man, I'm part of master plan Only b-boys

ain't talkin' ?bout Playboy 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys I want 'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mix-A-Lot's in trouble

Go to it. Go to it. [BOYS] And now life really begins. [GIRLS] Go to it. [BOYS] And now life really begins. [GIRLS] Go to it. [BOYS] And now life

swangers, it's Texas Fo' Life [x4] I'm coming, I'm coming down R.I.P. to Pimp C Hawk, Moe, nomtombout? DJ Screw, Fat Pat, all the fallen soliders everybody

hour for that. [Sergeant Fogarty] Why did you get a murder weapon? [Amos Hart] I keep a gun in the underway drawer. Just in case it trouble, you know

skipped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Not even thinkin' 'bout the times when Kay Kay took yo' ass in 'Cause you didn't have a dime Nigga couldn't even say thanks for the trouble