Lyrics:
tossed in a bin
Damn, for real who let him in? I don't know, answer me that, I don't know
He's a puppet for the ones that be pushing the fear
COVID cases
on the wall
You in the dusk preying for
Some daylight through my heart
With no guarantee like you Joe
And I'm Chico Debarge
My peoples come to party arty
When
Morning cup of Joe
Wake up scroll my phone
Had a crazy night I was in a different zone
I jump into the whip
I don't know where I'm going
I got no
man, I know I can
Bob is history man
Mighty Joe, now i know
Your not gonna let him go wo wo.
Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero
He's a mighty mighty hero
He's
wordy words in Shakespeare prose
You know...
I'm just your average Joe
I can't give you all those fancy things
Designer clothes and diamond rings
No fast
Let me just make this statement
Loud and clear, Jersey's here
Some dude's got problems wit me
Over there, I ain't scared
Some people see me creep
is where our friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own
Hey Joe, come on let's be buddy-duddy
Show me you're my palsy-walsy
Introduce
where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own.
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my
where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own.
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my
where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own.
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my
where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own.
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my
'em
Hits for why'all the same ? we bring 'em
Oh my, look what we got
Three boss players chillin in one spot
It's Joe and then we got Joe and then we
Hey, lend me fifty cents for the pay phone.
You remember me. I'm Joe Magarac.
I think I can. I think I can. God damn it, yes, I can.
And if you do, I
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
man and woman
Young or old
They get up every day
And write the future all day long
I guess ol' Joe has got me thinking now
As I watch the news at night
where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own.
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
way I let you inside
Drop them or not, probably for the love of the block
See me solo in a photo, hands under my cock
For face, the white clock
You come here a-fishing for me
Oh no Mr. catfish Joe said with surprise
I was fishing for something of a smaller size
That catfish laughed and the whole
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
Joe mafela
It's sgudi snyc
Tryna make some money
And pay my rent
Joe mafela
Ke sdumo feela
Mfundisi pray for me
I'm certified
Joe mafela
It's sgudi
I've got to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Oh I hate to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Man, they would have fired me if I'd had done
a sigh
When they know, little Joe's passin' by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
for me
I'm loungin with Tone and Corey
On one-six-oh, then I go and check Fat Joe
On Trinity, the South Bronx vicinity
Smokin up your favorite MC
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