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Bloated
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Pop
Bloated was released on January 1, 2010 by Creative Indie Artists (CIA) Records as a part of the album Bloated - Single
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2010
LabelCreative Indie Artists (CIA) Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chapter Jackson
Chapter Jackson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chapter Jackson
Chapter Jackson
Songwriter
Christopher Jackson
Christopher Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chapter Jackson
Chapter Jackson
Producer
Christopher Jackson
Christopher Jackson
Producer

Lyrics

Umm (Crying) Umm (Crying)
I look like a mess I don’t know what to do with myself
Umm (Crying) I look like a mess
Baggie jeans, flip-flops
No minutes on my phone, can’t talk
Dirty shoes, no socks
I borrow, I beg, nappy hair, broken nail
Food stamps, WIC
I’m bloated, my skinny jeans don’t fit
Take all my change and put it in the metro
Tell the driver, that’s all I got!!
Tell the driver, that’s all you get!!
Take all my change and Put it in the metro
Tell the driver, that’s all I got!!
Tell the driver, that’s all you get!!
 
I gotta to go, I know you want me to say though
I gotta leave this aint me, Slauson swap meet
I had to go, I know you want me to say though
I went low
Playing hopscotch rocking my braids
Didn’t know
Eating noodles out the microwave
Went low, buying my shirts three for ten
Didn’t know, now you made me lose all of my friends
Scoop low
Gained weight so stress from you
Scoop low
I’m gonna lay down, just pull up my zipper
Didn’t know
My pants to tight, know, my pants to tight
When I’m with you I’m stinking
Aint brushed my teeth and you still wanna kiss me
No deodorant, just must
Just missed my bus, I’m low rent
All my money spent, I’m GR
My county worker needs to call me I’m on foot
Not a ride, took a cab
Throw the change, tell the man
That’s all I got!! Tell the driver, that’s all you get!!
Took a cab, throw the change
Tell the man, that’s all I got!!
Tell the driver, that’s all you get!!
 
I gotta to go, I know you want me to say though
I gotta leave this aint me, Slauson swap meet
I had to go, I know you want me to say though
I went low
Playing hopscotch, rocking my braids
Didn’t know
Eating noodles out the microwave
Went low
Buying my shirts three for ten
Didn’t know
Now you made me lose all of my friends
Scoop low
Gained weight so stress from you
Scoop low
I’m gonna lay down just pull up my zipper
Didn’t know
My pants to tight, know, my pants to tight
Since I left you I’m upgrade, Gucci Shades
Hair pressed long, Motorcycle Style jacket on
I’m shimmery nails, cute pearls, jagged Edgy Heels
Now how I make you feel
With my long legs, flat tummy
And you still living with your mommy
I’m full breast, cute dress tailor-made
Take off my shades, put them in my bag, I’m now happy not sad
I gotta to go, I know you want me to say though
I gotta leave this aint me, Slauson swap meet
I had to go, I know you want me to say though
I went low
Playing hopscotch rocking my braids
Didn’t know
Eating noodles, out the microwave
Went low, buying my shirts three for ten
Didn’t know
Now you made me lose all of my friends
Scoop low
Gained weight so stress from you
Scoop low
I’m gonna lay down just pull up my zipper
Didn’t know
My pants to tight
My pants to tight
Written by: Chapter Jackson, Christopher Jackson
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