Lyrics:
wearing thin
Do you have the thing
Please, tell me
Calling Papa Joe
What I need to know
Have I got this wrong
Completely
Where do I begin
My patience
Well, the church burned down and no one knew
What the Pentecost Baptists was gonna do
The Sunday brimstone got so dadgum hot
It burned up a church
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
B
Joe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy
It's our reality, you call it
After four pints of Gatorade
Like Kathleen Hanna with bear claws
Grabbing Trump by the pussy
Like Delia Smith after ten chardonnays
Making me a nice
never catch me
I am like the Eiffel Tower
[Doc:] That doesn't move!
[Glass Joe:] Whoa, whoa
I'll be the champion
I'm building an Arc of Triumph
[Doc:]
And probably swell up your nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so
Let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head
Do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack
my school
joe fabulous
and we are the merchants of cool
we do our thing
we believe in no sin
we are beyond your control
if you look closely
you'll
Excuse me while I sing to you
I'm being real and that's the thing to do
I'm just living and loving
Smoking and fucking (Yeah huh)
Out here
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by.
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare,
But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere.
getting my gwala joe, wena uzocwala joe
Wena uyalala joe, can't do what I dala joe
Futhi unamanga joe
Most of these niggas is getting soft on a daily, but
Little Joe Natt on his grandpa's lap
Rocking on the floorboards tappity tap
Grandpa's voice got quiet and low
Let me tell you about a secret fishing
am I do, say no? Hell no, bro
Bring that ho' over here and let me spank her some more
Fuck her 'till she bust, but, I'm still up, yup
Suck it, slut,
I've got to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Oh I hate to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Man, they would have fired me if I'd had done
believe
In the things that we believe
And if they resist
We'll slit their wrists
Don't don't don't argue
I am right, follow me
I'm your god tonight
Joe
turn your back on the growth
But you´ll never gonna see
What is maximum to me
If you always gonna be sleepy Joe
La la la la la
Rice and shine sleepy
of you
You know what your love can do
Seven lonely nights and days
You're walking through fire, baby
Dreams will never die
Come on my baby, let us try
make the baddest crews take a loss
Break your balls like Bahondo, call me Don Joe
Coke slash sweaty rock, niggas drop a dime dough
Booked the nine
me, Joe Turner been here and gone
Lord, they tell me, Joe Turner been here and gone
They tell me, Joe turner been here and gone
Then they would go
love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now
[Fat Joe - overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his
don't talk about Joe No!
He told me my fish would die
The next day: dead! (No, no!)
He told me I'd grow a gut!
And just like he said... (no, no!)
He said
On va t'faire danser, Joe le Taxi
La victime est pressée quand l'tireur est précis (my nigga)
Ma confiance prend d'l'ampleur quand la tienne
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
do whatever I want, anything goes
Then get ghost, always been down I been stayin' ten toes
Joe asked Bill, where the damn kids go
When they ride
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