Lyrics:
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul (body different)
Only two ways this could go (go, hol' on)
You know (you know),
a bottle of champagne taking about
Harry, Joe, and Dick and Bobby and what they ain't got
And they live down in the lower development homes, and you won't
Fat Joe I don't dance Bruh
All about that action
We don't say much
We don't play that
Ama Pull up with Squad
You gon really know whats up
When we all
flow
To bring in some plaques so
Sit back and pack cones
Picture myself in a black ghost
Bumpin' Fat Joe
"Y'all wanna live my lifestyle"
I be places that
remote controlled
Too remote controlled
Too remote controlled
By the bank note
Uh
Now you pale
That I work for maself
Ma ass off and take the shelf
by myself, see
Ladies in stones, Baby Capones, livin' wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this earth is what I'm dreamin'
Seein' Daddy's semen, full
by myself, see
Ladies in stones, Baby Capones, livin' wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this earth is what I'm dreamin'
Seein' Daddy's semen, full
your ears, listen
Got a fat joint, just peep it while you're sippin'
Bringin' on beats, keep you movin' till your neck snaps
Got the greenbacks like
As long as your willin' to listen
Whether blue or white collar workers
I relate with oddest verses
Demanded back by female fans
Witness matrimony, wedding
In a corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
And a goodly crowed was there
On my left stood Joe McKenney
His eyes blood shot and red
He
baby
Lil' baby, oh-ohh, lil' baby
Get out my car lonely
Take care the bar cover
Shawty got an ass so fat she got a scarf over it
I got them rocks
Yeah, music je moja Zendaya, Angelina
Ale baby, vymenil by som ich za teba
Divná party, HBO plus Euphoria
Stade poďme von, len my dvaja, ty a ja
having sex
Controversy sells the album and the DVD
Coming soon baby
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
likes you, like I like you
I'm aight with her, she aight with me, be my part time loverr..
[Verse 2]
Girl your ass fat like Joe, you real sweet like Ja
of the guilty parties
Like knives to their throats
So listen, better know that GH has a hope
A black star, a black sun
And y'all already know
When the fat lady
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
mad,
and I'm staring at their butt cheeks
When a bitch let's everyone hit in the butt
She's always coming back with a fat gut
She's showing pictures,
tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It's just a Dangerous thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
mind, maybe I should try
To call her up, let down my defense
Nah, I need to just listen to my friends
When they tell me you should take it easy
Baby, you
lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be dissin
Niggas don't relate
Elevate and its treated like elevator music
'cause' nigga don't listen
But ridicle is the burden
the data
I listen up for the snakes or the baby rattle
I play the shadows, don't play no games, I straight get at 'em
I'm on the chronic all day like it's
to coming to todays session.
DEBBIE:
OK, great. Tom, what about you?
TOM:
Well
she makes these great chocolate chip cookies like you get at Joe Joe
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