Lyrics:
You've got to live and learn
You've got to live and learn
Before your bridges burn
You've got to live and learn
Here's a little story about
You've got to live and learn (go, go, go, go)
Here's a little story about life
Everybody that lives surely dies
A lot of people ask the questions why
your past, brother
[Afrika]
My forefather was a king
He wore fat gold chains and fat ruby rings
Nobody believes this to be true
Maybe it's because
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno (woah)
I'm not a Puerto Rican but I do look up to Fat Joe (woo)
And understand I got the gift of speech
Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty By Nature and all the real thugs out there
(Who fi broke-broke an who fi rich-rich)
Keep it comin'!
(Outlaw
likes you, like I like you
I'm aight with her, she aight with me, be my part time loverr..
[Verse 2]
Girl your ass fat like Joe, you real sweet like Ja
and you
Post on your instagram aye aye
(post on your instagram)
I'm in here for it that shit
Ain't even matter tho aye aye (oh no oh no)
Am on vacay so I
use to hate it when you made me leave
But what was great to me ain't your place of peace
Yeah, my glory started here
But my life story's only part in
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
Hood on her way
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Become the Hero oft he Day!
Let me tell you a story, of some girl
time
Am I this or that? Human or black?
Extra terrestrial or right side of the tracks?
In fact, the shoes itself could be confusive
Here's a little story
I hate to disagree
But if a bus load of women, really good looking women,
Just suddenly pulled in here
Old Joe t Garcia showed up with fajitas
Yeah it's your boy
It's your boy Mazzeratti
Hhmmmm, yeah, uh, Mazzeratti
Cause I don't want to waste another minute here
And I don't want to waste
stories the little kids is buyin
I do everything my Penn State like a Nittany Lion
I ain't gotta mention the streets on a song
to get in a nigga ass
steal my flow
You should let it go
Just like little joe
She says that I'm the GOAT
I got semen in her throat
I pull up to the mall
To get myself some ice
Chicago, ma, ya
We just tell a story, nigga, don't borey
We outta here
No way out
Don't look by my story.
No air confessions, whatsoever
but can she forget?
nothing's for ever
since yesterday she's a little bit colder.
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
Pete:Hey, fuckface! Have fun telling ghost stories tonight with your new
pussy friends!
I will...
Suck a hairy nipple! Here, mumsy!
Mom:Stop cursing!
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoirdupois
Mister Five by Five
promised my boy I would tell some stories over these ones right here
So lemme hit this blunt, lemme fix my glasses, and
Let me and let me and let me and let
A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit, I don't know
But I do know, I'm back now (haha)
Here comes the rain
A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit, I don't know
But I do know, I'm back now (haha)
Here comes the rain
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