Phat People Lyrics - Childish Gambino
1 [Verse 1: Billy Scafuri]
2 One, two, three, check it out
3 On the road to sandwiches and chicken wings
4 Phat people do phat things
5 Using salt and pepper for their seasonings
6 Phat people do phat things
7 Check it out
8 It's B to the I to the double L-Y
9 My friends all know I'm not an ordinary guy
10 I like little things, like chicken wings
11 BBQ sauce, honey mustard, onion rings
12 And when my cell phone rings it goes jingle-jing
13 I say hello, I say hello, I say who this be?
14 They say it's Fancy Ned, I got a fancy head
15 I'll eat a fancy ass sandwich on some fancy ass bread
16 [Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
17 The wait is over, shut up, bend over
18 I hang with bar stools, I chill with Grover
19 The boy Ebola, my boy phat too
20 And my girl so phat that they call her Oprah
21 I got that green like a bowl of okra
22 Loose change so phat can't fit my sofa
23 I head to the bank, call the shit my grocer
24 It's Sex in the City, get the phat mimosa
25 Me and B, we phat boys, hang with phat girls
26 Driving phat toys, fuck Dan Aykroyd
27 I'm live on a Saturday night
28 I got two phat girls, I'm doing it right
29 Like my name John GoodmanExplain
30 I got the phat crib so I'm doing real good, man
31 And I'm up to no good, man
32 This is how I get phat, call the shit cooking
33 Phat people do phat things
34 [Verse 3: Billy Scafuri]
35 I tip waitresses, I tip scales
36 My style is kind of phat like an Orca whale
37 I'm sipping whole milk as I stare
38 Thinking I can be your Oprah, you can be my Gail
39 Cause I am a phat boy, never been to Bally's
40 Married to this phat life, call me Kirstie Alley
41 Married to the snack life, counting every calorie
42 Might just open up a phat boy art gallery
43 [Verse 4: Childish Gambino & Billy Scafuri]
44 What else you do, B?
45 I'll make it easy
46 What else you do, B?
47 For girls to squeeze me
48 I'm phat but my numbers run
49 Listen son, I'mma show them how it's done
50 When my swagger weighs a ton
51 Stickin' straws inside of girls, you can call me the Capri Sun
52 [Verse 5: Childish Gambino]
53 I make the girls drip, so I guess I eat Gushers
54 Screaming out yeah like I'm eating out Usher
55 In your dad's bedroom where I fuck you
56 Knockin' on the door, so you're screaming out "nothing"
57 But they all know it's something
58 You didn't think I'd tear the pussy up, did you pumpkin?
59 But better and better like Benjamin Button
60 [Verse 6: Billy Scafuri]
61 I hang out with Chester Cheeto
62 Cooler than the ranch on your Dorito
63 Hotter than the peppers in your burrito
64 Getting cheddar and cream, if you know what I mean
65 [Verse 7: Childish Gambino]
66 Yeah, I know what you mean, home girl mistaken
67 She think Gambino won't bring home bacon
68 Or bring home Swiss cheese, my dough got holes
69 Cause all these hoes want shoes and nice clothes
70 They want the Macy's, the Neiman Marcus
71 The Fendi purses, the Gucci parkas
72 I know you want it, don't get me started
73 They see Gambino and they act retarded
74 Phat people do phat things
75 [Outro: Billy Scafuri]
76 Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks
77 Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks
78 Eat snacks coming out of packs
79 Guaranteed to put a little fat on your back
80 Eat snacks
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