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gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe
You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe
You gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe

Yeah, yeah
Everybody knows Fat
'sposed to blast me
Changed my phone number, got everybody askin

["Joe" sample - repeat 4X]
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe

[Fat
'sposed to blast me
Changed my phone number, got everybody askin

["Joe" sample - repeat 4X]
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe

[Fat
[Chorus 2: Fat Joe]
She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know she's bad
Everybody GET UP!
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
[Chorus 2: Fat Joe]
She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know she's bad
Everybody get up!
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
been a wonderin' how you've been
Everybody's feelin' fine so let the fun begin
Get the banjo off the wall and tune it up in A
Play some good ole country
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
Everyone knows everybody else
Let's skip introductions
Talk on little Joe
His mother left for me to mind
A 100 a week
A lovely guy of 26
Loves
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD

Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
Uh! Bringin It Back To The BX!
Wit my nigga Fat Joe, long side my nigga Prospect
Holdin the BX down
Bronx Burrough....Terror Sqaud
{Verse 1-Fat
Uh! Bringin It Back To The BX!
Wit my nigga Fat Joe, long side my nigga Prospect
Holdin the BX down
Bronx Burrough....Terror Sqaud

{Verse 1-Fat
Uh! Bringin It Back To The BX!
Wit my nigga Fat Joe, long side my nigga Prospect
Holdin the BX down
Bronx Burrough....Terror Sqaud

[Verse 1-Fat
full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch

[Fat Joe]
Yea uh, yea yea yo
Everybody want to know where the crib's
Somebody that's gonna keep it real with you 
Put up wit your shit and deal wit you 
We all, we all need, we all need one 

[Fat Joe] 
One 
Everybody
[Chorus]

[Fat Joe]
Word up!
I want to say peace to my peeps, The Beatnuts
Messengers of Funk, Strickly Roots
My man Funk Flex, Zulu Nation
Jazzy J in
hope you'll strike me gets a good response 

And if you like the vibe, act like you know 

You can get on up with your man Fat Joe, and I'm out
Uh! Bringin It Back To The BX!
Wit my nigga Fat Joe, long side my nigga Prospect
Holdin the BX down
Bronx Burrough....Terror Sqaud
[Verse 1-Fat
full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch

[Fat Joe]
Yea uh, yea yea yo
Everybody want to know where the crib's
link fence by the gate
Somebody's daddy's out there
Honkin' on the horn
Hurry up, we're gonna make him late

I gotta say one, two, three
More things
[Fat Joe] 

Yeah  don't get it fucked up 

This shit is realer than you think 

Goin out to all them niggaz gettin cream 

Drivin them
] 

A Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE) 

Fat Joe (HOE)    it's time to get the dough! 

Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE) 

Fat Joe (HOE)    it's time
and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on

[Fat Joe]
Now mami, let's get serious, 'cause by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
Howdy neighbor howdy get out and come right in
We'll make a bowl of gravy to sop your biscuits in
Boil a pot of coffee and bake a big fat hen
Cook
Fat Joe]
What you think gangstas don't cry get hurt by lies
Times you embarrassed me I swallowed my pride
I'm tired of telling you I got nothing
holdin' water, they say old Joe
Will stop and give you a ride, and
Just like you, some hitchhiker will be
Comin' by"
"So here son," he said to me, "get