ฟังเพลงThe Theme from Fanny Pack

The Theme from Fanny Pack - Fannypack

Here we go yo

Live and direct

The prettiest girls

Who cash the most checks

Straight to the bank in cars

Never walking

Looking mad cute

And cell phone talking

Fellas

They all jock my crew

The buy us dinner and jewelry

And shoes

When it comes to attention

We're the center

They come to my crib

And they try to enter

I kick rhymes

Just for fun

Brooklyn new york

Is where I'm from

The place I dwell

New york city

Where girls like us

Become so pretty

What a pity

Your comittee

Can't hold a candle to my city

We're so pretty

A** and titties

The home of biggie

And p diddy

And you never heard it like this before

Throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

Throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

Getting down with these sureshot sounds

Somebody say oh yeah

Getting down with these sureshot sounds

Somebody say oh yeah

Braggin' and boastin'

Carrying toast

Riding my bike

Flatbush just coastin'

Money and clothes

The latest fashion

The center of the world

With all the action

Champagne bubblin'

Causin' mad trouble and

You better feel this song real quick

On the double and

I'm out smugglin'

Boyfriend jugglin'

Making a splash like jumpin' in a puddle

We love fashion

Dancehall mashin'

Whiplashin'

Mercedes crashin'

Egg mc muffins

Stove top stuffin'

My chef any food

It ain't nuffin'

On the block puffin' stuff

Like h&r

My homeboy fancy plays guitar

Laugh at a joke

Hardy har har har

Fake ids get me into the bar

And you never heard it like this before

Throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

Throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

Getting down with these sureshot sounds

Somebody say oh yeah

Getting down with these sureshot sounds

Somebody say oh yeah

The beats cripplin'

Potato chips I'm dippin' in

I might take a sip of your bottle of ripple and

Grape nurple nipplin'

Tim leary trippin' in

I know you wanna hit it

But stay offa my tip in

Studio arrangin'

People are strange

Where my dogs at

You better handle that mange

Going insane

Dealing with my brain

Quick switching lanes then

Hopping on a plane then

I graduated

Teachers hated

Tests were graded

And overrated

I am jaded

You debated

Unmotivated

And rollerbladed

Boys I've dated

Some have skated

Cheese gets grated

Animals mated

Bread gets toasted

Parties hosted

His nuts got roasted

But he still boasted