Lyrics:
I had a friend called Joe,
When friends were hard to find,
He had a restless soul,
And something on his mind,
One day I went away,
and then
and some big ass breasts
Her name is Tina, my name's Pooh
Yeah, it's time to fuck, man, I thought you knew
Straight to the tail, dick hard as a rock
her ocean
Flex on that bitch like oh shit
You must be crazy don't fuck with the joe shit
Shawty lowkey I like it
Got a fat ass I pipe it
Came with
Life is hard need to get my feet up on a ottoman
I been putting in that work so I gotta win
Big fat L's I've had a lot of them
Yo it sucks to be down in
at meet and greets where i wont even be
But it's so hard
Yes its so hard
Working hard for disregard and many many broken hearts
And my life's hard, yes
skills, business
MESS AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST HOW REAL IT IS
Backstabbers [echoes... beat turns off]
Hold up... What the? What? Yo, yo Joe what you doin
a fat Lex'
Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
It hurts so bad, I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up
Turn around and join whack
(ride da d, ride da d, ride da d)
Jump on da d (x6)
Yo, bitch, you know you want it!
Jump on da d (x6)
This a fat dick, bitch, get on it
[verse 1:
up wiggle pull your pants up
If ya ass fat make it clap to this anthem
Ass all jelly so she cant help it
Sweat pants musta been made by Welch's
Cheeks
"I like my pockets fat not flat" (repeat 4x)
"I like my pockets fat not flat" "So get back" (repeat 4x)
[Showbiz]
My pockets stay fat, and they
"I like my pockets fat not flat" (repeat 4x)
"I like my pockets fat not flat" "So get back" (repeat 4x)
[Showbiz]
My pockets stay fat, and they
bitchs up a Stanford
Ballin hard ennus canter
Shoot my shot joe Johnson
Fucking that bitchs at the junction
She got the Johnson can't function
I'm so crazy
Yah Yah, big big talk, your boy Fat Joe
Chllin’n with LyrikCool, this joint called LyricisEM
Florida, stand up!
(Hook)
Will’n, you hope that I write
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
brain for a long time I was lost in the sea like I'm Nemo
And there's so many demons in my brain
So it really be hard just to maintain
So I pop me a perk
riches Pulled up with fat girls, left with bad bitches
It was just summer, how is it Christmas Damn that was 4 months, I must've missed it
Where was I
arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen
When these so called thug niggas played in the street
I used to hear the stories
Live niggas here before me
Like the Rich Porters, the Fat Cats,
Don't you treat me like an average joe
Cuz I'll treat you like an average hoe
I been going hard
You been going hard
Ya we both on are grind yo
I
I was born with an old soul
So when I hear what you bump it sounds so so
I remember Fat Joe with the Fo Fo
Went way harder than you
Hoes spittin' old
sound stays close
To ya ears like chops
Mainstream cats fat like belly, flops
CIA heard of me
So they set up shop
Pope want me dead
So he phoned
pour a four in da soda
Know my team riding like a mfkn rotor
Nigga ima master thought I was Yoda
Fucked her so good that it made lil mama comeback
Beat
ago
But them old times staying man it's hard to let go
Grew up too fast, I'm no longer little angry Joe
No longer bout dreams, I'm just looking at my
say I'm a little bit hard to swallow
I'm out there, so far, Apollo
Head first into infested water
I know none of y'all would follow
I'll continue
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