Lyrics:
I’m still a boss nigga yea this is the remix
And ever since “Free Will” a lot of y’all lames is sea sick
I heard they said I fell off they’re off
calling your bitch up
Throw me that puss like a clitor
Joe fuck a thumb in the whipper
And my pockets fat like a hippo
My pockets fat like I'm Lizzo
I'm
cup, cup, cup
Get fucked up!
Show off and shut it down
Bartender send another round
We ain't leaving till the party's over
The party ain't over,
nigga's stomp hard
Ooh, I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit u wit another one
Remix, we gets, busy ova
What are you guys havin', the same?
Waiter another round for the gang
It's strange how I always felt outta place
Joe The Butcher's my ace, but in
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
She winked her eyes on the slide
I've seen you girl
Better treat your girl right
'cause another man will
Better eat you girl like another man will
and the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe
On we go
{all together}
(lyrics not printed)
[Doodlebug]
The season's been fat like some boom
Doodlebugs math jazz
It was nine months bc (hah)
Joe didn't have a clue
What Mary his pretty little fiancé
Had gotten herself into
Or where the Spirit touched her
In
tellin' mommy
Hallelujah, Jesus Christ, but I'm with a thousand ahkis
Came up from sellin' pussy, free my nigga Joe Exotic
She said she can feel it in
[Murs]
I stumbled out of bed, hungover, none sober
Like the Joe's rushed my body and I was the sole cobra
Still a soldier grabbed a soda helped my
flutes
I like 'em cute, round tits and fat asses
Educated, so I can bust off on they glasses
I wanna cum on your tongue and gums, all night
The bitch
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
(This has been another record)
From the hood, she'll squabble (Fight) (Brought to you in part by)
Sippin' Louis XIII out the bottle, yeah straight from
Show off and shut it down
Bartender, send another 'round
We ain't leaving till the party's over
The party ain't over, the party ain't over
The party
before the morning light
Helping farmers grow the vegetables we eat
All at once the sky was lit up by a spaceship streaking down
And the little people
havin', the same?
Waiter another round for the gang"
It's strange how I always felt outta place
Joe the Butcher's my ace
But in comes Freckle Face
So I said
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh, woo
earn me a stripe a fat no
Shoot 'em up, bang bang
Another body drops, you can't stop the head nod
Shoot 'em up, bang bang
Another body drops, you
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
crash
Should?a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash
A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat
Who you lookin' at with a face like that?
God bless you
If you skinny, by Felicia
That's a whole another era
Bitch, twerk
Bitch, twerk
She can't bust it for the nigga
Bitch, twerk
Bitch, twerk
you came from.
I guess that's the part of the circle of our lives
like the hands of a clock going round.
if only we could wind them back and return
Yellow cheese bus gettin' beatings if I cuss
Lay away another day in stripped Lees and Le Tigres
But the lyrical bomber momma tried to stop
Paranoid
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