Lyrics:
But me and my a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no
Now here come the crooks
Paradin' by storm with the luegers and oar
We conquer ground as usual
play
Avoid the penal in jeopardy with no ammo to blow
But me and my a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no
Now here come the crooks
Paradin' by
Back at it here like I never left
Evermore everlasting irreverent
They ignore me in room I'm the elephant
I ignore what they say it's irrelevant
gettin' thinner
Shannon is cool but her mind is gone
One fat rock and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her
this here for me
I took her from her nigga, we vibin' two weeks out the country
Said she had a little situation, but I could tell it ain't 'bout
this here for me
I took her from her nigga, we vibin' two weeks out the country
Said she had a little situation, but I could tell it ain't 'bout
entendiste?
Sound by the Under, original tu ya lo viste
Rythm on my mind all the time anywhere
Excelence the goal and stand out overthere
Men, in here´s not
you, this is proof my own story's a spoof
I'll always be a gypsy or forever be aloof
and if you never get to liking me it's okay too
but you've made it
backboards
Even if it's factual, people still laugh at the joke
Guess I'm still a little average Joe
But God hate me, that's why he smacked me the most
Life's
Really think you’re Rocky but you’re Fat Joe
Scaramooosh, do the Mitch fantago
Chorus:
I’m your motherfucking hostess
Hot benz, all tens, got
Fat Joe made, "Lean Back"
I been had a dream that I'd bring this west thing back
Woo!
'Cause Kazie Man too cold
Grinding 'til my pockets on sumo
Got it
like I do it for my job
I don't know, if I go back to the old Joe
I'll be hang man by a gold rope
So God please don't leave
You know I've been
like a Pancake
With my eagle eye
I spy all you caliphates
War lasted two decades
But that was yesterday
Biden Sang to Muhammad Happy Birthday
Joe wants
where I'm supposed to be
Fill my pockets with green
Take some beauty queen by my side
I pity anyone who isn't me
Goin' to Montserrat
Take my little boat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
yeah
Yeah
Let's go
Do it like this, do it like that
Do it like this, do it like that
The bitch real cute, the ass real fat
When these so called thug niggas played in the street
I used to hear the stories
Live niggas here before me
Like the Rich Porters, the Fat Cats,
pilfered from passages of OG's, this is so me
Ask us many mention little homie, little bony
But the rhymes is fat, in fact
Just like a Rochester customer
how we roll out here in PVD tho
Sipping 'gnac sitting back bumping IGOR
Straight out the 4, from Slitty and Joe
Rocking Dior while listening to P Smoke
See ours is not the first by George good
Government to arise on the world stage
There have been several
Rome, Spain, and Greece, and China
And each
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation
Microphone cord, a dirty
licks up into position by listenin'
Add some touches in that's simply missin'
A little echo is good to go with how I always check it
The poetry elicit
prepared cause here comes the Klan
Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree
by the colored man -- you probably know him as a white man
I seen a Oprah
my life
Fat children took my life
Well, some passers-by took me to the station
The police force was elsewhere,
Putting bullets in some guy's head
Un, deux, trois (uh ah, turn it up a little bit more)
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking,
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