Lyrics:
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
ass and t**s with a smile that gleams
Mansions not no house, b*****s all around f**k a spouse
Why have a wife? Theres three fat asses on the couch
Have
me then turnin around I peeped the lovely
Fly face, fat ass gave me a glass of bubbly, said,
"Compliments of Bugsy," then took me across the persian
at the drive-thru
They fill up a large cup
Whether or at Aroma Joe's
Dunkin or a Starbucks
Spar up, leading off of various trait's
Even though I shouldn't
(0:46 - 1:32)
Deadly da gang cuz I said so roll up a spliff dat shit fat as a egg roll
Shiver me timbers das reggo
Outcast in my class like Chris’s sis
be like Fat Joe, and bring the lean back"
Then I said
If you wanna go hard tonight
Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah
Slip into
thirty feet the fat lace
10 for the rafters
Cut the other 20 in the 4 or 5 after
'Til each one on checkerboard J & J classics
Pose when he go to kick
His
Razor got me, I was mad excited
I was just chilling like a bad hypeman
And I ate too much like a fat bison
Now my money's up like it's gas prices
They
Hold up lil mama
Let me spit some game
Yea i seen you round da way
Joe Kent's da name
You need to get an education
Get yo life in order
You in school
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
the butcher knife end up on your backside and joox you
[VERSE 2]
I spit in the motherfuckin' face of Vietnam cripples
I torture you by electrocutin' you
isn't mastered
CD is in plastic, these niggas is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these niggas is Anistons
Dig, these niggas is fake Joe
mate
Windy kick your feet up in my spot because it’s hot mate
Wallets misbehaving looking all knotty
Looking all fat and fuckin chubby aff a hobby
But
Mmmmmmm, I cross him up Ty Lawson (Yuh)
Perc give me powers like Austin
34 P’s break em down Joe Johnson
Surrounded by money like i’m on Shark Tank
outrapping me genius is tragedy
Don’t interrupt cause my mind is corrupted by money and liquor that bottle erupted
I wake up I’m numb be like this forever
in the spot and we get caught up by the Jakes, we gotta dip
Don't be a snitch or when I catch you, I'ma take you on a trip
I never bang, but I be
by
Loft are you throwing up in the sink?
Ah shit Looby's now yelling
Maddy
Maddy
Joe why are you walking around like Paranormal Activity?
What the fuck
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
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
that blick on my side ain't no running from it
Ran it up by myself I ain't come from money
I put you on the wave how you take it from me
I just think
My life has got to be like this, it's got to keep going up
I've been in several things, I was in the drug business, then I was in the oil business
Dennis, The Menace
Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice
Smoking weed and getting higher then a flight attendant
Hip-hop descendant, gold
float
Starting up careers
Dont come to me and choke
Not your average joe
Stop callin me a bloke
Pullin back shots like I'm tightenin a Bow
Never stop
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