Fat cop hey look what you got
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it's not a lot when you're out on the job you spot
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with all them criminals are out on the action
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and you just got time 90% of your fraction
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stalking out the flood halls and filling up the semis
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save a bit for later cuz your belly is getting heavy
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ya hit the 7-11 now you find yourself in heaven
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with all the booty there you could possibly imagine
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oh my god just jump back
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and make a little room for the blimp in the blue hat
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well oh my god just jump back
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and make a little room for the blimp in the blue hat
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you got me running and there ain't nobody follows
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and min the clear cuz he's got himself a freddo
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the wrapper flips up and hits up his eyes
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but he just stop still with no point to try
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well just be meek don't scream and don't shout
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and let him tell you what it's all about
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there's food on the table
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and food in his car
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there's food in his face even hours after dark
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fat cop hey look what you got
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it's not a lot when you're out on the place you spot
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with all them criminals they never need to worry
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and they got heaps of room cuz you're never in a hurry
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and keeping your time with your foot in the door
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of every restraunt you eat for free cuz you're the law
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the man the fuzz the d piggy and the gov
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if you're bringing home the bacon
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then you're someone that he loves
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Fat Cop
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Regurgitator |