Lyrics:
stutter, everybody knows that I'm butter
I'm not the man with sensitivity
The name is Fat Joe, the label's Relativity, huh
I chop a rapper like a meat
show them boys throw my
Picture in the frame
Ain't gone be lame, a partna named Shane
Ima cause pain, Joe cuttin against the grain
Gone fade me up get
show them boys throw my
Picture in the frame
Ain't gone be lame, a partna named Shane
Ima cause pain, Joe cuttin against the grain
Gone fade me up get
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
hands out
Every day somebody new 'sposed to blast me
Changed my phone number, got everybody askin
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe
[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
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
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
]
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
the little wasteman
Didn't clock it?
Shut up! Movement DVD! Don't get it twisted
Representer bRAP!
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch, big up Ghetts
Dun know
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
aw
You think your a tough guy right (tough guy)
Your not, your a pussy, cause your afraid if you rat on Fat Joe
Aw, sorry, sorry, hold up, hold
the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Yeah, Terror Squad,
niggas rollin those, fontos and hydros
You know how that goes, DE's light it up though
We stay smokin it, tone-locin it,
me and Fat Joe still provoking
move fast
I had to fuck a couple fat bitches all in they ass
Yes, I get busy and know and I do all I can (can)
Had to meet up with them Terror Squad
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Yeah, Terror Squad,
[Featuring Noreaga]
intro: [police sirens]
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo yo one's for the cash two's for my facilty
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
she's bad
Everybody get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Guess who's back?
They call me Pillsbury dough-bwoyyyy
love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now
[Fat Joe - overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his
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
she's bad
Everybody get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Guess who's back?
They call me Pillsbury dough-bwoyyyy
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