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Joe was done
Some just figured Joe was gone
Steps to the platter with a great big grin
Joe DiMaggio's done it again

I'm gonna tell you just the way I
High water risin', risin' night and day
All the gold and silver are being stolen away
Big Joe Turner lookin' East and West
From the dark room of his
High water risin' - risin' night and day
All the gold and silver are being stolen away
Big Joe Turner lookin' East and West
From the dark room
flat, he was clean out of sight

Well, I went inside and ordered me a cup
Told the waiter Big Joe was settin' me up
Aw!, you coulda heard a pin drop,
the waiter Big Joe was setting me up
You could've heard a pin drop
It got deathly quiet and the waiter face turned kinda white
Did I say something wrong I said
just on up the road."

Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low 
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe."
When Joe and his rig roared
Joe turned to me and said "I'm sorry son
But I'm afraid this is just as far as you go
You see I kinda gotta be makin' a turn
Just up the road
livin' in the shack

Every morning Lord I I get up and look at the sky
And I know if I'm gonna work the sun's gotta shine
I'm gettin' old Lord before my
just on up the road."

Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low 
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe."
When Joe and his rig roared
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
Get down, yeah

Oh wave at me baby I’m wavy
White Tee and Yankee is navy
JOE L L, yeah I’m jiggling baby
Picking up ladies in the cinnamon Cedes
A1
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
neck. Big ol' she-devil kiss. Aw hell! What the heck? I'm packin' my duds. Aloha from Hell. I'll be glad to get away. Up here everything's so swell. You
street knolledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got the big body benz, with
neck. Big ol' she-devil kiss. Aw hell! What the heck? I'm packin' my duds. Aloha from Hell. I'll be glad to get away. Up here everything's so swell. You
I won't front, let you know that I'm packin'
Check up on the wall the gold records that we stackin'
You're kinda young like a tight suede jacket
Clan you know wit lines this ill?
Bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to kill
Niggas can't gel or I'm just too high to tell
Put on my gasoline boots
Are intimidated by my high academic achievement."
Buffoon: "This movie sucks shit!"
Valedictorian: "Well, Ebel gave it thumbs up, but Ciscel thought it
when I'm not
Two big chairs sittin' side by side
With a Holy bible and a TV guide
TV guide, TV guide, great God o' mighty
It's a TV guide 

I got
[Verse1]
Nigga, now since my career be on shine
These haters be packin' they nine
But look nigga, I'm down for mine
Tryin' to catch me at the red
said we got a big show up here tonight
And we have saved you a seat on the front row
Ah I sat and watched and listened
As Grant Turner introduced
{*3}
	 as scratched by the DJ

[Truck Turner]
Ain't no, tellin
What I might do, when I slide through
Never liked you, why slice you
Do ass, or I
chest full of 12 4-pound rounds 
nigga lay down, kid you assed out now 
[Havoc] 
no doubt, the infamous reppin' up in this 
know what i'm sayin' 
next up
of mud sayin'
Big Joe's settin' this dude up but
It got so deathly quiet in that
Place, you could of heard a pin drop
As the waiter's face turned kinda
me now
( Joe )
Now throw your hands up like you havin' pom poms
And if you think you're sexy shake you bon bons
And keep on bump and grinding