Big Fat Beat

[Hook: Cee-Lo Green & (T-Pain)

Big fat beats

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

(I got a)

I got a I got a I got a

(My beats so beast)

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

(I got a)

I got a I got a I got a

(My beats so beast)

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

(My beats so beast)

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

(My beast hungry)

I got a big fat beat

(My beast hungry)

You got a ill shape

And fuck being fly, I'ma dress like Bill Gates

He the guy with the real cake

And I'm the guy with his bills late

And the hate is so basic with the mace is

I'ma spray it in your faces

Here taste this

And I know what it's like 'cause I felt it

My eyes damn near melted

Whoever did that, go to hell bitch

I hope you fall with no helmet

Y'all used to be fresh, you a stale mint

I'ma drink the best and be selfish

Get the hell out my bucket, you shellfish

Go ahead, discuss it, my paleness

Fuck it, you could suck it

Right below where my belt is

Big fat beats

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

I got a big fat beat

And a big fat pill that I got from Jack

And this bitch named Jill on this big ass hill in the Acura

Acting up, no small talk, bitch ass to fuck

My advice to the kids is wrap it up

Don't wanna get burnt like a spatula

When it's left on the stove, I'm the best on the coast

But that don't mean nothing like sex on the road

And when I get more money, I'ma dress more bummy

Ya puto, I grew up on prosciutto and salami