Fat Cats, Bigga Fish Lyrics

Well now, huh hah, what have we here



cu, cu, come with it

get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it

get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it



It's almost 10 o'clock see I got a ball of lifted property

so I slip my beanie on sloppily

And promenade out to take up a collection

I got game like I read the directions

I'm wishin; that I had an automobile

as I feel the cold wind rush past

But let me state that I'm a hustler for real

so ya know I got the stolen bus pass



Just as the bus pulls up and I step to the rear

this old lady look like she drank a forty of fear

I see my old school partna say his brother got popped

Pay my respects, "can ya ring the bell!"

we came to my stop



The streetlight reflects off the piss on the ground

which reflects off the hamburger sign that turns round

which reflects off the chrome of the BMW

which reflects off the fact that I'm broke

now what the fuck is new



I need loot

I spot the motherrfucker in the tweed suit

I'm in ass quicker than a kick from a greased boot

Eased up slow and discrete

Could tell he was suspicious by the way he slid his feet

Didn't wanna fuck up the come up

so I smile with my eyes say "hey how's it hangin' guy?"

Bumped into his shoulder

but he passed with no reaction

Damn this motherfucker had hella Andrew Jacksons



I'm a thief or pickpocket, give a fuck whata call it

Used to call em fat cats, I just call em wallets

Gettin' federal, Ain't just a clepto

Mastercard and Visa, I gladly accept those

Sneaky motherfucker with a scam no hollow bullet

Gotta mirror in my pocket, but that won't stop no bullet

Story just begin, but you already know

Ain't no need to get down, shit, I'm already low



get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it

get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it



My footsteps echo in the darkness

My teeth clenched like fist in the cold sharpness

I look down and I hear my stomach growling

Step to Burger King to attach it like a chow lin

I never pay for shit that I can get by doing dirt

Linger to the girl cashier and start to flirt

All up in her face and her breath is like murder

Damn the shit I do for a free hamburger



"Well, you got my number are you gonna call me tonight?"

"It depends is them burgers attached to a price?"

"I'm just kiddin' I'm gonna call; even write you love letters"

"It's all good"

"Thanks for the burger. Um hook me up with a Dr. Pepper"

"That's cool, you want some ice"

"Yeah, and some fries would be hella nice"

"Damn, my manager is comin' Pay it off OK?"

"Have a nice day"

"I'm up outta here anyway"



I used peoples before they use me

'Cause you can get got my an oozie

over O-Z

That's what an OG tolde me

Gots to find someplace warm and cozy

to eat the vittals that I just got

Came to an underground parking lot

This place is good as any

Fuck it it's all good

Walked in found a car

hopped and sat up on the hood

Ate my burger threw back my cola

Somebody said "hey!"

It was a rent-a-pig, I thought it was a roller

Want me to call the cops?

I don't want them to see me

Looked down saw that I was sittin' on a Labourgini

It was Rollses, Ferraris and Jags by the dozen

A building door opened

Damn it was my cousin

Getin' off a work, dressed up, no lie

Tux, cumberbun and a black bow-tie



Was like "Hey"

"Who is it"

"Me"

"Oh what's up man I just quit this company"

"They hella racist and the pay was too low"

I said "Right, what was up in there though"

"A party with rich motherfuckers, I don't know the situation"

"I know they got cabbage, ownin' corporation"

"IBM, Chrysler and shit is what they said"

Just then a light bulb went off in my head

"They be thinking all black folks is resembling"

"Give me yo' tux and I'll do some pocket swindlin'"

Fin to change in the bathroom and not freeze off my nuts

Let's take a short break while I get into this tux



Damn! [zip] Alright, I'm ready



get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it

get down, get down, get down

get down, get down, get down

cu, cu, come with it



Fresh dressed like a million bucks

I'll be the flyest motherfucker in a afro and a tux

My arm is at a right angle up, silver tray in my hand

"May I interest you in some caviar ma'am?"

My eye shoots around the room there and here

Noticing the diamonds in the chandelier

Background Barry Manilow, Copacabana

And a strong ass scent of stogies from Havana

Wasn't no place where a brother might been

Snobby old ladies drinkin' champaign with rich white men

All right then!

Let's begin this

Nights like this is good for bid'ness

Five minutes in the mix, notice several different cliques

Talkin' giggling and shit

Well, one motherfucker give me twits

And everybody else jockin' him, throttelin' him

Found out later he own Coca Cola bottlin'

Talkin' to a black man

Who's he, confuse me, lookin' hella bucc

ass all tight and sedity

Recognized him as the mayor of my city

who treats young black men like Frank Nitty

Mr Coke said to Mr Mayor

"Ya know we gotta process like Ice-T's hair"

"We put up the funds for yo' election campaign"

"Oh and uh, waiter can ya bring the champaign?"

"Our real estate firm says opportunities arousing"

"to make some condos outta low income housing"

"Immediately, we need some media heat"

"To say that gangs run the street and then we bring in the police fleet"

"Harassing and beat everyone until they look inebriated"

"When we buy the land motherfuckers will appreciate it"

"Don't worry 'bout the Urban League or Jesse Jackson"

"My man that owns Marlboro donated a fat sum"

That's when I step back some

to contemplate what few know

Sat down, wrestled with my thoughts like a sumo

Ain't no one playa that can beat this lunacy

Ain't no one hustler on the street that could do a whole community

This is how deep shit can get

It reads macaroni on my birth certificate

Pouten tang is my middle name

But I can hang, I'm gettin' hustled only knowin' half the game