Lyrics:
Yo, I don't think they're ready for this one
Another Darkchild remix
Brandy, RJ, Big Pun, Fat Joe
Terror Squad, come on
You're the truth,
on Sunday; oh by the way,
he said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge,
and she and Billy Joe was throwin' something off
To Get Some
More Weed And Stay Fly
Just Another Way To Get By
Too Much Drugs Got To Get High
That's What I Do Don't Ask Why
Queen Kush
Og
Ak
Remix
Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me
The block salute me, the hood salute me
You should salute me, they should salute me
So fuck who
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
Fat Joe, get breaded
Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
are is greedy (it's Green Day Joe)
Oh sorry, um, only joking, this is our last song (boo)
Ah, we'll do another one afterwards
Is there some sort
by the way
He said he saw a girl, looked a lot like you, up on Choctaw Ridge
And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Ha ha, I'm back!
This shit like ridin' a bike baby
Hey, shout out to Fat Joe and Scott Storch
It's Dax! Ha ha!
They say I remix songs, cause I can't
to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
go, go, go
I'm a lady cab bro
We need another round
We gon' take it till we can't afford it
Music industry's cave, we can do shit
Gonna shake it like
y'all why.
He drips personality.
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe.
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
and yeah I feel Tigga
I don't hear niggas corny raps, yeah I feel Jigga (Hov)
You lil' niggas do whatever make you feel bigger
Every time I'm 'round
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
of St. Mary-Le-Bow now
He never lived to see the day
That old busker John Joe May
When his story was told the whole world round
Legend has he was a man
why
He drips personality
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried wine
you, boy that's fucked up
It's the remix and you know what's up
Aye it go, it goes down in the DM (It go down)
It go down in the DM (It go down, it
since we heard the news about Billy Joe
And brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a house in Tupelo
There was a virus goin' round, papa caught it
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
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