Lyrics:
tryin')
Yeah, dropped him off at school, big day for my lil' man
Recess hits, daddy prolly made another M
School bell rings and I'm out there to get him
right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now
[ chorus ]
[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror
strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a nigga clapped ass, Zone 6, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfuckin' lap ass
her test pipe
Cooling with the skis-dem
Man, I wouldn't dare try
Your girlfriend a skizer
You thought she a rare type
Spikes on my shoes
Hopping
fat joe
I'm the reason my team got...
They know they know they know
That's ma bro for life but if we get nicked I don't know my man
I put dots in
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
the mumps, my pockets heavy like I'm carrying trunks
Keep asking me to take her out on a date, but low-key, I just wanna fuck
Cause that ass fat, you
Yo JT tell her to give me a 7 UP man
Hey, hey that bitch tripping man, hey bring us some drinks hoe
Man that show was liver than a motherfucker
my plane where we roll up
And we hustle yey not vitamin water
Fat cause I'm so rich
Rich cause I'm so hood
Uzi your whole whip,
Nigga I'm that
A which man mek another guy stuff him
Gaza no mix in a butting wooy
If yo suck pussy that a your business
If yo fuck batty that a dutty business
Fat pussy
anemones and I'm clean cut no hysterectomy
If you not my brother don't stand next to me
Cuz them the only ones who gettin' a check with me
Wallet fat its
man and run off in a hurry
Left the cola and the gats and the money 'cause a nigga done
[Chorus]
187 erupt, another motherfuckin' walk by in your
I'm up, throwing money, Fat Joe, make it rain
Got a dubby in my hand, West side what I claim
Yeah, we tote Glocks, hoe stop, before you get your dome
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
When the Perc start hittin', got my body feelin' heavy
The forty and the MAC, late night off Dele'
I see him by the store then he dyin' by the Deli
I done been through
They don't know about the hoes I done ran through
The pain I been through, so unbearable
Left my X by herself like a variable
Fat Joe, get breaded
My penitentiary family'll
reach 'fore you make a bet, when you gonna lay in a buck?
When you gon' bust these suckers upside
to the right, yep yep
One step back
cnother step back,
Cross left step, then we cross right back,
Grown man swag, Ladies shake ya ass,
Fat Joe fellas rock away
be a witness
fled out the door with the money in my left hand
still in my right hand running like a wild man
ran to the hide-a-way knowing
or leave ya not no tweeter running up these m's
Now my feet hurt
I'm that Ski yuh me and Lankz be playing Fifa
Fifa
Fifa
Smoking on my reefa
Iced my teeth
my next be?
40K on a Plain Jane, gold Presi'
Got the best seats, sittin' by the coach
Where the Nets be
Jumbotron, you could see the drip
Where
(crazy), have your ass knocked off
Charm on my neck lookin' like a fuckin' softball (woo)
Your ho just left (left), yeah, she a southpaw
Ass so fat, man
Rock out like Vlone might pop me a bean
Count slow, got cho, count hundreds and green
Pockets on Fat Joe got it stuffed in my jeans
I can't lie I gotta
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