Lyrics:
All the ghettos around the world
Dig this, ghetto Fabulous Joe
Shaggy
All the children sing
I'm a ghetto child
I'm a ghetto child
(Check it, out)
Get down to a flow in sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in
Even though you hate it, cause it's, ugh, socialism
69% have said do it now
On his sixth day in the White House, the voters said to Joe
End the endless
I won't forget the sound of Joe's pianola
For it was down at Joe's where I met you
Andit was down at Joe's, one misty night
You told me, you were
sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in the heat of the mic
Get down
always stay right by his
Side though heaven only knows
The heartache that he causes her and
How it hurts her so
But I still love him
I'll always love my
Come and take me,
Take me by the hand, oh
Show me,
Here I am, baby.
It always ends up this way,
Me begging you every day.
A love that I cannot have,
You
pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde
uh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog
And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three dalmations?
It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it
about selling drugs every song
And y'all seem to dig it
Oh but when I say the truth
Now you think we should end it
They gon' have to assassinate me if
No feeling to end the party of the year
It's going, I'm showing fresh rhymes I'm throwing
It's snowing outside but we ho-ho-hoing
Santa's
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
baby
Come and take me
Take me by the hand
Show me
Here I am, baby
It always ends up this way
Me begging you every day
A love that I cannot have
Are there any more out there
Are there any more out there
And in the weirdest way it sets him free
He's finally rid of you and me
Joe and his
Perfect service
Ice, purchased
Booty, twerk it
Work it, worth it
Niggas, Hate, Joe Budden
Then they, switch up, so sudden
Perfect service
Ice,
the streets by storm
Group cosigned with the courtesy of the Storm
Now I'm tryna reflect the tone
Like the tsunami storm
Tell Joe and Dame I get it, I put
Yeah, Joe Lika, Joe Lika Yeah, check it out, fuck it up, check it out, woah, Joe Lika, Joe Lika
Name is Joe likeaboss, going Jesus, no cross Drippin'
back an bring out the madness
Light it up matches end with a blunt
Gutting the Dutch Sparkin the green
Stabbing my lungs I'm smoking a Cactus
Run up run
Hey-ho ola Joe
Caught you in the rain
It took you by surprise
I'll take you home and dance with you
Until your clothes are dry
Place your finger
some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my family
He gon face some
(VL Deck)
Army guns for niggas that think they want it
Beefin’ with the precinct
The opposition
where it's at
Can't stop won't stop
Rock it to the rhythm
Cause we, ah get down
Cause we, ah get down
Cause we, ah get down
Joe Budden, Busta
at the crossroads was the end of the line
For Big Joe and Phantom 309
But every now and then some higher'll come by
And like you Big Joe'll give 'em a ride
Here have
(Intro - Fat Joe talking)
Cool & Dre, uh
Terror Squad motherfuckers
They're all gonna laugh at ya, haha
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Yeah,
uh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog
And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three dalmations?
It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it
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