Lyrics:
X-MO testimony
And unlike how I was taught to testify
Inside the Mormon church
By making I know statements all the time
About, let's be real here
like G.I
Fat like Joe, a day in the life
Your money or your life that's the life
Everybody can't afford ice in the struggle
Tryin' to eat right
mode
All of them nights by myself
Exotic weed top shelf
Robbed a fat plug he out of breath
I'll be the same nigga till my death
I was down bad hurt
Ramblin' Rose
(Noel Sherman - Joe Sherman)
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose
Why you ramble heaven knows
Wild and wind blown, that's how you've grown
Who
No we won't stop, fuck it call the cops (uh-huh)
I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks
I'm the principle, Fatman Joe ya know
[Parrish
catching feelings wild
Six months strong, got the same smile as the first day
Snapchat gone, Instagram gone
No more selfies dressed in a thong
All by
the shit with a rusty screwdriver, BLAOWW!!
[I'll fuckin]
[I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick
off a fuckin twelve sto-story building out
by and it caught my eye
That ass so super fat, oh my my my
Everybody outta her life, he oh so nice
You the best thing of all times
Best thing
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my boner
Tryna get the foreigner, big
stick make u lean bitch
Yeah like fat Joe
Im humble if she pretty ill prolly hit a fat hoe
Its funny when these nigga tryna n play me n backdoe
Ill dig
bro
Niggas aint God
Niggas can't know
And the pack make me lean back
Like I'm fat Joe
And the gas got me breathing bad like a fat ho
Niggas sad
Niggas
Dough
You Tried To Make My Life Shabby
With The Zodiac Sign Of The Cancer You Crabby
Plus You Got Away With Murder Twice (Nice)
Just Like That Nigga
I'm running round in this wild world
Running in the wild
I'm running round in this wild world
Running in the wild
Growing by every second
Losing
catch them slipping in the Ali
I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe
One scram, two man on a Kawasaki
Bouncers didn't wanna let me in the club cah' they're
I'm the principle, Fatman Joe why'know
[Parrish Smith]
As you suffer the repercussions, comin through the blaze
bust the crime scene, cause
skinny or too fat now
You're scared of getting killed by your boyfriend
He's scared of getting killed by a gat now
The crime rate is shooting through
Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road
Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio
And the night so young as we are right now
Sittin' frozen in time
rappin' for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now, sayin' pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
said I got dos
I took her to the mall, cause I got gift cards
She give me sloppy like I'm Joe yeah, cause I got hard
Chasing a check like Mr. Krabs
She
at Sloppy Joe's
The drinks were standin' tall
With Buffett on the jukebox
And Hemingway on the wall.
Then up spoke Sam the Shrimper:
He said, "I've been
truck (Beep, beep)
Say he want smoke, bitch, then it's goin' up (Let's go)
Gold around me like I'm King Tut (Tut)
Smalls shoot like Joe Johnson, coming in
of mess in my life
But wait, you of age, you old too
I control my emotions, yours control you
You bright enough to know when you get impulsive
For me,
you wanna frisk me and search my ride
Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
You're just mad cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
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