Lyrics:
the truth (woo, truth)
Who got the biggest bag in the room? (Bag, bag)
Who got the biggest bag in the room? (Bag, bag)
Who got the biggest bag in the room
the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals
the fans
Like they ordered them
I just fucked a teacher
In the fucking lunch room
With strawberries on top
That was lunch food
She call me Fat Joe
I Make her
Man no debating
I'm the hottest in cfrica
I don't even need to say it
I don't need no Freshmanmag for a co-sign
Snoop dogg did it
Fat Joe did it
Every now and then
I think about this time and place
When I
Started rapping in my homie's room
To pass the time then i
Realized at the time
I had
in the field wit the steppas and the action
Aye My Pockets been fat like it's cart man
I'm Exotic bitch I ain't joe I ain't common
He thought he was
Temps qu'mes albums, quoi?
Qu'ma carrière solo doit aussi
Sortir chez toi? Non c'est pas ça! un
Droit de préférence mais
Non j'comprends pas!
Attends,
guys last
Year, two years ago
Three -whatever you guys were seeing
Someone being suffocated by a
Perception being suffocated by people in
A position that
percent of your advance when you scored a deal
You been hustling way too long to think that deal was non tax
You owe 5 albums so don't complain you still in
weed a fat dime is a pillar
Now the buds on the stems are like trees in an orchid
Anybody in the room who don't smoke weed is gettin' torch lit
comes to cocaine
The brand is recognized by color
Scheme even with no name
In a crazy world it's difficult to go sane
(Go Sane) hurts no worse than
Did you ever feel like you were drowning,
Did you ever feel betrayed by a kiss?
Did you ever feel like you needed somebody,
Would you feel alone in
shift I kick to go
Like a fat drunk and I light up a fat spliff
Take a wiff
Can you smell that in the air?
When the smoke come out the building
to play
AK by the safe so the safe is safe
My Death Row Chain got pharaoh face 4x
Might go blind staring in his face
My Death Row Chain make her toss it up
can So i can GO
Scraper Whip Them Whips near by
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO
Verse3
me and the trumplus in the luck
im so flatland like table park
So Imma drank till there's no more liquor
Gone sicka cause this old Joe bitter
Dope dealer got gorilla GG4 for hitters
No tippers for strippers neither
on the road now I got home court.
Pay your respects, here comes the emperor,
In a throne room, be glad I mention y’all,
Third world country they’ll gladly
mind you can't fix this
Hustle hard get rich quick
In route with three hoes like sixty six
Pockets fat it need fitness
Doing good God's my witness
Bad
mama occupied from nursing school, studying
He walk up to his room, playing tunes in headphones he got for Christmas
Stepping into other worlds through
to smoke a fat one
While I'm cruising with the windows rolled
Feel like I'm the flower
In the garden that god has chose
I have a contract with my creator
I saw the champ running down by the river
With his trainer and his stretch limousine
I don't recall the year but it was late in his career
When he
He's stuck in rush hour traffic and he's sayin'
"Oh, I shoulda bought that farm in the country
I woulda been home by now
I woulda been milkin' cows
"Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys
about right'
Pulled out 5 cash, told him 'shine it up nice' (That's Right)
No, that's Cocaine White (That's Right)
Cocaine White
Fat Joe
This is
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