Video Fat Camp de The Administration Mp 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Administration Mp - Fat Camp Lyrics

[Intro]
Dirty Vans
Beat Fiends

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Thumpers out like nothin', how you already know I'm comin'
Giuseppe steppin' and runnin', loaded clip, I think I'm drummin'
Whip my wrist, no pyrex though, holdin' work, I got kicked out
Poured a four, I'm thinkin' slow, I smoke this dope 'till I don't know
Smartphone flex, I'm trappin', man, my daddy, he a businessman
Smokin' up, I'm rollin' up, my thottie, she be chokin' up

[Bridge: Fat Nick]
Can't take yo shit, we gettin' rich
My bands, they dance, I love this shit
Sippin' Tech, I'm off the shits
Her pussy mushy like some grits
[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Whippin', stay dippin', I fuck 'em and ditch 'em
These foreign ass hoes, boy, I know that I'm living
Don't fuck any normal hoe, I touch her, turn her global though
Global whippin', trap I'm tippin', Euro bitch, she water whippin'
Pints be shippin', land then flippin', out one day no babysittin'
All my profits benefit, fuck 'em out, she swallow children
Pints on pints, just like a building, make one call, my partner drillin'
Fly, got a Rollie, fuck 12, they be trollin'
Buffet Boys, we up and our net keep on growin'
I'm out like a vacuum, she never stop blowin'
I'm global as shit, and my ego keep glowin'

[Pre-Chorus: Fat Nick]
Bitch, we've been on top
Swishers filled with static shock
Balenciaga wearin', yeah, my pockets knotted up
No time for shit, no time for shit
We takin' no one's fuckin' shit
We caught them dead, we caught 'em, man
We solved this fuckin' problem

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
[Verse 3: Pouya]
Ain't talkin' money, you ain't talkin' nothin'
357, keep the pistols bustin'
Tearin' up yo stomach
Got the bullets rushin', gushin' blood
You fuckin' scrub
You don't get no love from a real one
She suck my dick three times and still, I don't feel nothin'
It's still South Side Slugs
It's still show a bitch no love
Fuck what you heard, I done been by the curb with that forty-four right by my hip
You talkin' to me like a bitch
Fuckin' around, and get split

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', bitch, we came from nothin'