Lyrics:
and watch the hair come back up again, they look at
So I learned about roaches
Creepy Uncle Joe
And I love kids jumping on my lap
No no no Creepy Uncle Joe
to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I
my last song of the evening
Hope you guys had a good time
You know I do it for you
We gon rock like this
I am so open
Smoking to Joe Rogan
And I
time to go.
In, out, out, in. Do it if you love me Joe"
I know it's art for art's sake but how much more can I take?
What's my share of this backlash
Go JT
I got twenty-one guns like I'm Billie Joe
(Like I'm Billie Joe)
Walkin' steady by myself
down a lonely road (Down a lonely road)
I got
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
am I do, say no? Hell no, bro
Bring that ho' over here and let me spank her some more
Fuck her 'till she bust, but, I'm still up, yup
Suck it, slut,
be a player no more
I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot (don't wanna be a player)
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down
feat. Joe
(Joe)
Aiyyo, we veterans now,
AZ, AZ
And J-O-E
(AZ)
I'm back, no Belve, just bottles of Don
With the same role plays that's about
, 'cause Joey don't treat me good no more
No, don't pay no mind to Joe, 'cause Joey don't treat me good no more
He wears his shirt untucked
He's got one
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
be a player no more
I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot (don't wanna be a player)
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down
[Featuring Noreaga]
intro: [police sirens]
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo yo one's for the cash two's for my facilty
look, honey, I'm comin'
Different strokes, different folks, you guessed it, Phillip Drummons
Now I'ma fuck the pussy 'til the pussy get numb and
Roll
And a sandwich or two for a snack.
Ooh! Cool! Looks like we're headed for a tunnel!
Did I ever tell you about Joe Magarac?
and more (More)
More and more (It's 'bout time that I showed)
More and more (That I'm not you're average Joe)
More, more (All the ladies sing with me)
Speak on it man
Verse 1-Fat Joe
This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas
for all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters
don't play my music on mtv
play it on the radio
we are the street kings and we don't care
yeah we really don't wanna know
i'm joe fabulous
life is
Better Know man should've
Knew I never said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better Know
It's money making
uh
For the hustlers that’s gettin' money
Thinkin' fast in business
Who stayed up by playin' smart
And duckin' bad decisions
I wore hand-me downs in
And so we gather round Psycho Joe
The quiet loners always blow
Strap him in the chair
And killing bad guys is such fun
Too bad we only captured one
of the friends that you've got
Oh no, oh no
I said don't call me sir
Just call me Joe
Don't call me lady
Just call me Joe
Don't call me mister
Oh, just
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
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