Lyrics:
Manmike, cut something on!
Man, they don't never let me
Get on nothin' dog
Man cut man cut man cut something on, man!
Man, hurry up though, before
bitches, hate the way you slither
Hiss around me, you get touched
Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten
I don't wanna give 'em no love (no love)
Snake ass
bitches, hate the way you slither
Hiss around me, you get touched
Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten
I don't wanna give 'em no love (no love)
Snake ass
them boys doing OT
Free my dog, free my broskie yea
We blowing up like some OG, and they ain't finna stop the TRIP from getting mo cream aye
If ya wit me
Now who I am is who I'll be until I die
Either accept it or don't fuck with it
But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it
Let me go my way but
you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food
Yeah, that's my lil
'cause I don't care, you know I'm not afraid to cook
Take off your shoes and let me lick your dirty foot
[Fat Sweaty Betty]
I'll rub you down, I'll rub you
on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up with
Don't even respect yo' ass
That's why it's time for the doctor
on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, niggas you grew up with
Don't even respect yo' ass
That's why it's time for the doctor
I ain't got no problems but I'll show you how to solve em
He got that dog in him
He keep that dog with him
He finna dog niggas
That boy that ah dog
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
Now who I am is who I'll be until I die
Either accept it or don't fuck with it
But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it
Let me go my way but
like a safety
Been paper chasin' but it chase me lately
Imma do it big on the daily
This is Fat Boy Season
This is Fat Boy Season
This is Fat Boy Season
takeout)
(Takeout? I as patient and good
Natured as the next villain
But this is enough to make me blow my stack)
(You said it, not me)
(I hate chili dogs, I
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
grown
(Check done made me grown)
Yeah, big Dracos, we don't tote 380s
Yeah, real ho fucker
You better hide your lady (Hide your lady)
Yeah, we be on go
settle down, bad bitches yellin' free me
Don't be tryna double back around when you need me
Why would I trade my fuckin' dog for one of you fruads?
Why
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about
It's too fat, it's too fat, it's too fat, right
You might roll dubs , you might have green, but fuck that, baby, you still a treesh
He don't want me, he
competition I stay in my lane
So don't fuck with me boy I ain't playing no games
I ain't saying no names cause you know who you are
Never did you think I could
Don't want me havin' no patience, turn into more patients
More trips to ICU 'cause I see you
Trying to get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't do
ass was at, dog? You made me pull this gun out
Sixty for a walk through, bitch don't panic
Had them bitches fall through fuck 'em like a savage
homie you must be touching it wrong if you don't feel me (you don't feel me)
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Candy painted with the gloss
You can hate
skrrt, skrrt)
I see y'all haters, I'm lookin' at you niggas through Cartier lens (Cartier lens)
I DM bitches, like, "Fuck somethin', ho, I don't need no
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