Lyrics:
never be seen
Once I got you, I'm gonna get give you
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby,
you can never been seen
Once I got you, I'm gonna get give you
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you
(jeepz)
Fo sho fo sho (fo sho fo sho)
Ballin with my gz (gz)
Les go les go (les go)
Verse 2
: SavageXO
Runnin from 12 with em jeepz, yes indeed (yes
block
You ain't from my hood you might get popped
Screens fo's with them fo's on chop
I'm flipping drop with invisible top
Ho's bop when my drop steps by
off
By the realest MC, and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit
Even pay a few bills
Way I'm running shit man I should have a shoe deal
And my whole crew ill
Pockets on fat burger
Going so hard you'd think I mixed
just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin jumpin jacks my pockets gettin'fat (Gettin' fat)
I'm gettin' fat (gettin' fat) obese (obese)
I
Every evening you will find him
Around our neighborhood
It's the old dope peddler
That we know by doing good
Started off with a OZ end up riding fo
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
limited fo 12's
Fo' amps don't know what my limit is
I've been packin' 22's like emmitt did
I've been po' before know what a limit is
New engine new paint
[Fat Joe]
Should I leave, should I go, should I break apart
My mama said you would break my heart
I can't believe you were sleazing, you're a slut,
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
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
coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't
gettin' faded but no barbershop fo' me
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryin' to get fucked
Ten
another girl lick it off, I'm a dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches come with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, then
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
say just what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust style way
No time fo' da game, I do it my way
Kurupt, what up
I'ma drop 'til
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' won't you sit in them tires
Believe me its nothing
G-4 ? Just won't mix with my ride keep a strap on my
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
a little fart, yeah you know, I play bass like Joe Dart
Pull up and order my groceries on the Instacart
Go to Trader Joe's, get blown by a couple of Traitor
on the kid but their talking means nothing
Their actions mean nothing they bad at charades my
Pockets on fat your pockets on diet
Got bands in real life
You be
the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled
Kept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely
Blowin' and spinnin', goin' down Bennett
Drop six-fo', three-wheel
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