Lyrics:
and all
Those synthesizerslook at
All the plastic they got in
'emand the guitar picksyou name it
JOE'S GARAGE is a stupid story about
How the government is
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
sick
Caledonia got mad and grabbed a brick
Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight
Want to tell you all about how deacon Joe
He got so
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
another cup and forget about that dime
Keep it as a souvenir from Big Joe and Phantom 309
To create some kind of good will, and man
A little good will is something we could
Use right now all it takes
Is good will and a smile to breach
That language
8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer
Well it's only 8 miles from here to our fishin hole
So we
see niggas lookin i aint sweet aint no lick
All black i done laid in them bushes
He aint value life so he got it tooken Steppin on dey necks u see
Joe
Yeah, you know who it is man, we gon' keep doing it
What about now, all of y'all that think that's got it
Well, you about to experience the real
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
to Kentucky where the funeral was held
I cried all the way to Kentucky
His memory so sweet to recall
Uncle Joe lived such a good life
Love and respected by
This happy hippy huddy hiddy handa
I recall uncle Joe a man of few words
He lives down the road a street next to mine
It's a small town down
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
Yea you're with it
Yeah you're with it
I think I actually know
Smoke burn
Skipper Joe
Yeah baby
Skipper Joe's about
To go all your west coast
On you
robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay (uh)
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre
remember me, from way back?
I'm the same cat with the wave cap
The motherfucker that TNT used to blaze at
Still here so it's all good
Oh you know my
on my way to benihana
Niggas said they gone kill me ion think they bout it
Shawty said she forgot about me damn i really doubt it
Had her drippin like
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
the best could be
But it’s best to be cool with me
Y’all don’t wanna really fool with me
Yeah, you better off acting like you used
To go to school with me
All my peoples
All of my peoples
Everything's a-OK (it's all good)
We've been waiting way too long
So tell the DJ can play my song
All my
moment we had
All of us together and how much we'd laugh
I remember the jokes, gambling, cussing
I remember it all
Even the funny fights from all
remember me, from way back?
I'm the same cat with the wave cap
The motherfucker that TNT used to blaze at
Still here so it's all good
Oh you know my
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