Lyrics:
of the best couldn't mess with the boogie down Bronxster
It's heavy promo catchin' beef with Joe
But my man, don't get caught up in these streets alone
they'll
and a strong way
Take it easy
Drive with caution when the road is greasy
Wait a bit, wait a bit, Joe
There's an old way, and a new way
There's a false way,
"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
"Well, Billie 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"
And Mama said “It
by ten.
A week's pay says he's still at home,
'Cause the boy's in his own time zone
I'm a waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he
the same no more
Given strict instructions
Not to fall for no seductions
Daddy don't mind what daddy don't see
Joe had no such orders
Gonna try
(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,
to see her but I don't know more
Had not have been for Cotton-Eyed Joe
I'd have been married a long time ago
I'd have been married a long time ago
his name was one more time
Caribbean Joe Caribbean Joe Caribbean Joe
Well I took a little trip down to Madison Square
Yes I took a little trip down
caught my old lady messin' 'round town
I took out my gun then I shot her!
Alright
(Ah! Hey Joe)
Shoot her one more time again, baby!
(Oo)
Yeah
(Hey Joe
old lady messin' 'round town.
And I gave her the gun and I shot her!
Alright
(Ah! Hey Joe)
Shoot her one more time again, baby!
(Oo)
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
, '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
joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits please
there's 5 more acres in the lower 40 i got to plow
mama said was a shame about billy joe
nigga givin' tips
She's a bitch
When you say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I got more cheese
So back on up while I
nigga givin' tips
She's a bitch
When you say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I got more cheese
So back on up while I
might I feel mighty torn
Bitch back off you ugly hoe and make some more porn
Bitchez want to fight me, bite me, I'm a fly G
High as a kite I strike down
on weekends
Real real late when the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new shit
Playboy I
The saddle was hung on the stockyard rail
The poor old horse stood whisking his tail
For never was seen such a regular screw
As Wallabi Joe
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I SHOT HER!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more time, baby
Hey
I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I SHOT HER!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more
I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I SHOT HER!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more
I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I SHOT HER!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more
Well in 1919, a legend named joe hill he met his fate, joe said it's pie in the sky, that's a lie
Take more than guns joe said, to kill a man,I
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