Lyrics:
Yeah
To all my fans
The people, who don't know..
What I been goin through
To make my, own..
Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upsets
Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
With a clan, never ran, and in demand
So just a
Bust a rhyme
It's a must cause I'm
Funky fresh, in the flesh AND YOU KNOW THE TIME
Why don't
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
Look who's back, yeah I'm here
Guessin' it's that time of year
By the time I'm outta here, I'ma make sure I'm the one you fear
I'm Goheezy, don't
But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O.
Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did
[Chorus: x2]
What would you do if the vicious enemy
But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O.
Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did
[Chorus: x2]
What would you do if the vicious enemy
I'm trippin'
Y'all cuffin' these hoes, I'm different
Big blunts make you lean back (Fat Joe)
House in the hills, I need that (need that)
I don't
crack till they dizzy (OH)
Your man Joey Crack, I told him before
He don't want it with me, YOU PUSSY FAT BOY!
You wanna go to war? Ok Ok I'll go to war?!
Joe never had a lick of sense pass the biscuits please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow
And mama said it was a shame about
arm leg leg arm head with this big machine
Love don't love here so legs open very easily
Like Joey crack or fat joe
To the back that stick gont make up
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
to my house and kicked open the door
Lay Joey's body on the cold floor
Now I'm tripping and I don't know what to do
Light some candles to brighten up
with my zombies and
My goons like Transylvania
My niggas got it low by
Scalpin' tickets out the stadium
My messages is free movies
That’s word
presents now
Cause you're just ingrates
If the G.I. Joe is gay what difference does it make
After all he's just a doll ain't too much he can do
If you
Come on baby
We gotta do another podcast together
The streets need this (Triple F's)
I'm flipping a fuckin' fast flow
For Ari & Joe my flow is freezing
seats and it ain't got no plates (come on)
They both friends, they two freaks, and they ain't got no waist (I love you)
Don't do Xans, off two Ps, I
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!
Yo, call my lawyer
They ran up on me son, ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my
Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I gotta plow"
And mama said it was shame about
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