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and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room
For the one and only

King for a day, princess by dawn
King

Heaven's gates
For Heaven's sake
My sister face getting fat that mean she eating
Pops say he got cancer again but I'm sure he'll beat it
I know my lack

And those the same niggas I'll pop a tag for
And thats a fact though
You get forgetful what I rap for
Don't catch a backdoor
2 shot, he leaning like he fat

Bounce Ta This

Show & A.G.

Runaway Slave

1992

and kicking 

I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be	-I 

Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat 

Flip like a fat

Baby we can take it real slow
We gone aim for the sky
But we start real low
Limbo lean back fat joe
All about tempo
Let me take control
Girl you fine
Not

Adventures of Super Rhymes

Jimmy Spicer

The Ultimate Hip-Hop Album

2008

Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad

Get Joe Jitz to go splits on a used yacht
It's not new but what the fuck you got?
Ollie in the mix yo who I'm seen wit
At the party, Joe Jit and Charlie

Catalina and little
By little I worked
Through to the end of the script at which
Point I might have left: only by
Then those two boys from
The finance

Joe crawl back, for real
Nowadays they all the same
Enhanced body parts, smaller brains
They don't get a hi in fact
Mums the word, baby girl, it's

Yeah
Nah for real
Big nine in this bitch nigga
KTK, Big B

Aye, bitch, I need a freak joe
I'm not the nigga that you should fight or try to speak

Mama

Ghostface Killah

Hidden Darts

2007

real life..

It's not ya momma fault, it's ya fathers fault
It's your fathers fault your mother is an alcoholic
Confusin the brain from the booze

we're fat
And Millie come link me fast
Bad boy what you know about that

[Verse 1: Soph Aspin]
Bang, little boy stop with the gas
Little T man, he chats

a nigga like real 'cause he know. 
You don't play me or my scrill. 
Boy I'm hella cool but don't make me kill. 
Just sake up this pimpin' tip. 
And listen

Man these bitches hoes, and these niggas hoes
Ballin’ on these niggas, number one like I’m DRose
Switch make a big nigga lean back like he Fat Joe

was on that page
I combed the whole brochure and it did not say, oh well
Life's a bitch but not too extreme
Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck

laid down flat I roll with real niggas bodies we will tat we shoot them they will scat our pockets be real fat we signing these contracts how you loving

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

to the truck with the Optimus Prim grille
Handin' out crack got the scene poppin' off
They not sleepin' on 'em the fiends is noddin' off
For real tell me how

fate drift drift drift
By the breeze

[Refrain]
They say he left us way too soon
They kept the posters in his room
It ain’t feel real until it is
Wish we

guns
And he's talking about Nam and tall girls he calls up
White boy Joe still fighting for Dixie
Spitting his dip out an F-150, woo
Goes Dimitri who

ain't ever seen you hit it once no you not trim
And this just the intro yeah just wait till I'm spitting for real
Ay
Nah you ain't no OG you a pleb and we

[Intro - Joe Budden - talking]
This goes out to you (you, you)
This goes out to you (you, you)
This goes out to you and you and you
You know who you

The Great Conch Train Robbery

Shel Silverstein

The Great Conch Train Robbery

1979

at Sloppy Joe's
The drinks were standin' tall
With Buffett on the jukebox 
And Hemingway on the wall.

Then up spoke Sam the Shrimper:
He said, "I've been

You know my pocket's real fat, real thick, real stocky
Getting brand endorsements, sales and views
Up on YT, high-key, we're big news
Giving grandeur,

bus in the parking lot
In a panic, the Reverend Dr. White
Called up an ex-member that hadn't lived right
He owned Joe's Beer Joint right across