Lyrics:
(YO), uh, (oh God), haha
Haha (feedin you, feedin you)
Yo (feedin you, feedin you)
(Fat Joe)
Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV artist
That means I own two
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
rapper, don't you dare try
Anyone with a pair of eyes can look and see
No legacy will ever be next to me or near by
Though I invite you all to try, hey, I
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
and simple for Gypsy Joe and me
Now Gypsy was my little dog, I found by the road in a ditch
And so I named him Gypsy, cause that name just seemed to fit
Oh
niggaz must be buggin
The mac in the trunk's what I'm luggin
(Say word) GEYEAH, save it for the hook
Terror Squad's everywhere you look
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Catch a 100 in your cap, your brain be by your waistline
LV on this track, hell of a bass line
Remind me of the times I was servin' them base lines
Only
"Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow"
And mama said, "It was
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
be more like that,
I'd get on with my life and never look back.
Instead of waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he is slower than
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
what I'm saying?
So answer my question (Durk)
Is you riding for the case you know? (For the case you know)
Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
the gun and I shot her
I shot her, shoot her one more time for me
Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you
Look outside, the sky is falling
Preacher Joe must be on his way
The raven's gone the rooster's calling
But Joe was king today
He was kicked
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
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