, bacon fat Yeah, c'mon and do the Bacon fat Well alright, yeah alright Oh, bacon fat Yeah, c'mon and do the Bacon fat One more time, yeah Oh, bacon fat
earth dealers with their sacks on their back They said now "Hey Man!" (hey man) "We're glad to see you back - we got a new dance they call the Bacon Fat
Oh While I was down in W.D.C. Certain folks were not glad to see me I just tried to get out the vote But some little weasel must 'a dropped 'em a note
(Andre Williams & Dorothy Brown/FZ) [Frauenthal Auditorium, Muskegon, Michigan March 1, 1988] While I was down in W.D.C. Certain folks were not glad
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with their sacks on their back They said now "Hey Man!" (hey man) "We're glad to see you back - we got a new dance they call the Bacon Fat.' You go Diddley
wasted Thousand grand chain and it sit like a patient Me and Guc, down twenty and we racin' In the club, ballin', thirty-thousand for my bacon Wasted
cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and bacon, Mamma Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack
making money for the man Throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can Puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
The onion's in the fat And the bacon's bought the bat And the Posie's never even near the picture Now where to went that rotten egg For feelin' up my
'? Forty first side Niggaz know how we do, right, right I can see you back there, yeah, yo The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose Take shit back to trip who fat
night The Gear, The God, was rockin? type, way out of sight Limpin' past the market scene, my man, aight Steelo type fat, solar type facts Later for
about to sling hot food all over this piece (Just nothing but a food fight) Here we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever (Food fight) With the bacon
unique MC's and as a treat Jeremy programmed a beat That I could flow on I'ma go on, the D-Train's about to roll on The day I pulled out my fat marker
get right Magic City, Monday, thats the crunk night That Petrone get a nigga gut shiverin Sight for sore eyes these hoes be deliverin Pussy poppin and shakin bringin home the bacon