Lyrics:
Senior Constable George Devine had been sleeping soundly when he was suddenly
woken by the sound of a galloping horse. It was Saturday, February 8
Wins and Losses
More money on my mind
I got to get grafting, i need more profit
Stabbed in the back by paigons
Should've known better that ain't
man I ain't gon' lie
Not a night goes by where
I'm not getting high
I'm addicted, since I tried the shit
I'm addicted, man I tried to quit
I'm addicted,
Fuck state greens, I'm tryna cake bitch
Quarter key, I'm ballin' key Blake Griff
Jet ski, black sand, bad bitch
My passport need pages for the next
damn her grill is wack
Your grill ain't alladat but you can do better
My man even had phone calls and sent her letters
In at the Denny's on the corner no
Lean
Body blow
Body blow
Straight
Weave
Check how my team got gleam
LNCC
Mek a man bleed for the skis
Why you wan believe the talk on the socials
None
Nose in our business
What is this some kinda joke?
Man, everywhere I go all I’m
Hearing is more talk
"What’s up with Jada and Fat Joe?
Doing a song with
Man
I spit sunshine even my throat tan
Ducking piglets at rooster o'clock
So guess who's back
I got 24 ounces of Aroma Joe's and
I'm back up on my game
D12, Twiztid, and Bizzare, east side baby, sex on my mind
Yeah its time to get romantic (come here slut) romantic-ish
Man I'm gonna let her sip
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Yea uh, yea yea yo
Everybody want
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
At the wheel there sat a big man he weighed about 2-10
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the name I told him mine
He said the name of my rig's
Naa mean?
I asked a nigga, if he knew Fat Joe
He said "yeah, you mean the man from the
Pizza shop around the corner?" i said "Nah
Not that Fat Joe was
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
over with the streets shit
Least see my kids on the weekend
Carter, new Kennedy
No ordinary Joe, you'll remember me
No prohibition for my coalition
and forth)
My heart is beating your face
(I mean, my man's coming from every angle)
Xaul Zan! I leave a fat trace
We made your bounce so hard in your car
It
know you feel me
Turkey bag boys, do a line with the big face
Miss me with the drama, let your boy get cake
Joe Ski got the woods lit, Bama brought
Florida
Fat Joe
Big claims
I am the biggest in the game
Great habits
Im a sex addict
My vice is her flyiness
I slide in she wilin
Autopsies in it said I win
the certified
Scientific head
Fat Joe is cook coke
Jules is crack and the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But our pack is the best
So when you see the 8
Steffi Podcast, you know who it is
The fat nigga in the back of the Ford Focus, man
Fat nigga in the back of the Kia goddamn Soul
You know what the fuck
chain it's 380
Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy?
Man fuck friends, this T-dot-O-dot-S
Have it how you want, speed knot or pop chess
Police stompin'
And people tellin on you that you never saw
Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor
The game over, man everybody wanna snatch
Fat Cat and Alpo
and Joe Cooley
Who would ever thought the two would meet?
My DJs are so unique
Both them raised on the LA street
Nobody nowhere can hang with the mix
not vitamin water
Fat cause I'm so rich, rich cause I'm so hood
Uzi your whole whip, nigga I'm that hood
You flow cold but joe flow sicker
Even
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