Lyrics:
dice
Lighting L's
Know you heard of Club Shay Shay right
Bout that action
Sonning these cats like Joe Jackson
Laughing counting this money sitting in
like me
You play around, nigga, I'll Joe Jackson this beat
You busy blind in the streets
Tryna act like you see
But you dickride niggas, codependency
like Gretzky her hair like a mess
Kick the bitch out the house, she pesky
Your dope comin' up short like Joe Pesci
They said gritty can't rap, yeah,
Joe Jackson Joined Jupiter - Jumbo Jets Jungle Jungles - Juveniles Jigging Jezebels Jive
Knowledge Keeps Kindness - Killing Ku Klux Klan Kingdom –
nigga rappin' like he knows the captain
Bought on no shit about no Joe Jackson
Those facts, you broke rapper
Niggas be mad how my approach dapper
Don't
than Joe Jackson
Toe Tagging every time I seem to catch a rhythm
How you living?
Fallen angel might've lost a halo
But he kept his wings
So I'm soaring
with some mad ass skill
Micheal Jackson on these bitches man I got no chill
Stun em with a stunner like I was Steve Austin
Even Fat Joe dm me I am
lyrically, beat his ass like Joe Jackson
Look, metaphorically speaking, of course
But it don't take much to pull that nine out and give him something to whine
Nigga, uh, uh, uh
Put a bitch on a bitch and a bitch on a strip
Extra chips with the dip, extra clips for the stick
They my sons, Joe Jackson, come
of Cochise
By Joe Jackson
Should've hired a private eye but they're taxing
Would've gave my friends a try but they're not assassins
No casket but want
it until it get back right then I'll Joe some
Jackson keep five bitches with me slime talk
Swinging his pole but he missed playing blind golf
223's
Monroe's middle names, not to be
But, next, John Adams had a middle name which was Quincy
Andrew Jackson, middle-nameless
Martin Van Buren, the same
But,
happening
Master of the ring
Long striker dicks magic
Long lasting jackson
Time for some action
If you need call
Mr remy satisfaction uh
Ass fat make me punch
Marky Mark intro:
Ha, yeah. I know what you're all thinking
That this is some old Janet Jackson type of @#!
But it ain't about that
This if the real,
And there isn't one thing darlin'
I would not do for you
You know, I love you, see, see
I want you ride by my side
See see rider, ough, keep me satisfied
answer to nobody, keep questions rhetorical
Wit mo action, whippin' ass like Joe Jackson
If you see it contain jus, remain tha future attraction
Main
the lambs
To my man Jazzy Jay, silence the lambs
To my partner Diamond D, silence the lambs
To my man Fat Joe, silence the lambs
[A.G.]
Now who's stepping
Got 'em turning white, call that Michael Jackson
Pull up to the function with that Jackson action
It's crazy how fast I can switch up but I ain't
done came and left
I'm by myself, with your traces
And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred
Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
doper than Mike Jackson and Anna Nicole
Whitney Houston in the bath tub
If dope had legs I be Mary and Jones
Cause I'm doped up, lifting your weight
stories
Just like your picture which appears online
Obviously, Santa Claus exists
Your picture that's in your telephone
Or in some family album
Obviously,
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
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