Artist: Childish Gambino f/ Billy Scafuri Album: Poindexter Song: Phat People Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Billy Scafuri] Heh! Sorry he he Mmm mmm, mm mmm One, two, three, check it out On the road to sandwiches and chicken wings Fat people do fat things Using salt and pepper for their seasonings Fat people do fat things - check it out It's B to the I to the double L-Y My friends all know I'm not an ordinary guy I like little things, like chicken wings BBQ sauce, honey mustard, onion rings And when my cell phone rings it goes jingle-jing I say hello, I say hello, I say who this be? They say it's Fancy Ned, I got a fancy head I'll eat a fancy-ass sandwich on some fancy-ass bread [Childish Gambino] The wait is over, shut up, bend over I hang with bar stools, I chill with Grover The boy Ebola, my boy fat too And my girl so fat that they call her Oprah I got that green like a bowl of okra Loose change so fat can't fit my sofa I head to the bank, call the shit my grocer It's Sex in the City, get the fat mimosa Me and B, we fat boys, hang with fat girls Driving fat toys, fuck Dan Aykroyd I'm +Live+ on a +Saturday Night+ I got two fat girls, I'm doin it right ... like my name John Goodman I got the fat crib so I'm doing real good, man And I'm up to no good, man This is how I get phat, call the shit cookin Fat people do fat things {*4X*} [Billy Scafuri] I tip waitresses, I tip scales My style is kind of fat like an Orca whale I'm sippingwhole milk as I stare Thinkin I can be your Oprah, you can be my Gail Cause I am a fat boy, never been to Bally's Married to this fat life, call me Kirstie Alley Married to the snack life, countin every calorie Might just open up a fat boy art gallery [Childish Gambino & Billy Scafuri] What else you do, B? I'll make it easy What else you do, B? For girls to squeeze me I'm fat but my numbers run Listen son, I'ma show them how it's done When my swagger weighs a ton Stickin straws inside of girls, you can call me the Capri Sun [Childish Gambino] I make the girls drip, so I guess I eat Gushers Screaming out "YEAH~!" like I'm eatin out +Usher+ In your dad's bedroom where I fuck you Knockin on the door, so you're screamin out "nothin" But they all know it's somethin You didn't think I'd tear the pussy up, did you pumpkin? But better and better like Benjamin Button [Billy Scafuri] I hang out with Chester Cheeto Cooler than the ranch on your Dorito Hotter than the peppers in your burrito Getting cheddar and cream, if you know what I mean [Childish Gambino] Yeah I know what you mean, home girl mistaken She think Gambino won't bring home bacon or bring home Swiss cheese, my dough got holes Cause all these hoes want shoes and nice clothes They want the Macy's, the Neiman Marcus The Fendi purses, the Gucci parkas I know you want it, don't get me started They see Gambino and they act retarded Fat people do fat things {*4X*} [Billy Scafuri] Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks Eat snacks coming out of packs Guaranteed to put a little fat on your back Eat snacks