Lyrics:
they wanna be you,
So You don't gotta (Act Like That)
Why you gotta act like we don't been making love
You know that you weird for that, can't get you
mutha fuckin clothes fall
OH! You mutha fuckas don't know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe
To the brain nigga
REGIME KILLAS keep
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
it like that
She workin' that back, I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me
Slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me
it like that
She workin' that back, I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me
Slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
And take your pretty ass home
Last call for alcohol
You know how we do, yeah
[Joe Budden]
You know we be up in the club like..
[Chorus:]
[Joe
got Joe
and then - it's whoa-whoa-whoa
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, uhh, yo, uhh
I gotta be "The Flyest" like my homie from Q-be
Niggaz know the Don be
don't act hassadiddy
You be all on the block
Or posted up in the drop
And everybody get a band
Whether you like it or not
But how you girls blow up
to him after church last Sunday night?
I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it just don't seem right
I saw him at sawmill yesterday
(what? What?)
Yeah, act like you know (brrt)
Act like you know, the world don't stop (nah)
Act like you know, gotta get that guap (yeah)
Act like you
of the popo
Red light, but I still go though
Boy Better Know
Stay far away from Joe
You don't wanna step on my toes
I'm not your average Joe, so Boy Better
why you would hate me, I'm really not try'na make you angry
Oh lord, look at how he acts
He thinks he is the shit but his rhymes are kinda wack
So why
but even drink them
I hear he knows how to speak, but doesn't. By choice
I heard that Low Joe only has 30 bucks in his paypal account
But he's too
to act like he wit it talkin bout i'm ready
You don't know where you at you got lost on the map
What you talkin bout cause i'm ready
My city's my back it's
and Joe he was my man, the flower of my soul
Thou he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know
While standing by the highway, thumbin' for
know he wasn’t your first choice
He sure wasn’t mine
You don’t need to fall in love
But you need to fall in line
And Joe Biden, Joe Biden
Joe Biden’s
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw
Niggas don't know me, they act like they know me
These niggas don't know me, they act like they know me
These niggas don't know me, they act like
feat. Joe
(Joe)
Aiyyo, we veterans now,
AZ, AZ
And J-O-E
(AZ)
I'm back, no Belve, just bottles of Don
With the same role plays that's about
stop no matter how much the offer
Eating this bum up like he was a bowl of some pasta
Or some cereal, this guy don't got a chance he needs a miracle
Only
it's 2022 and he don't no more
The Joe Rogan we knew is barely there
They wanna raid his compound and do him like Bin Laden
Just to take his podcast off
taller
So by magic Bill and Joe got small
While the blossom dripped
Of his gold
Ask me how
Just watch the sunflowers grow
While tall I scream
And so
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