Lyrics:
bitches, get money the slogan; you looking like jokes told by Joe Rogan
I’m smokin’ on gas and I’m floatin’; if I see snakes in the grass, then I mow ‘em
Swanz tak pernah miss
I go by the name of Swanz
How the heck I made this far
I just wanna make this fun
Drop like I hit and run
I go by the name
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now
[Fat Joe - overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his
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
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat Summer”)
Went from Johnny to the Evan, a 9 to a 7
But right
y'all why.
He drips personality.
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe.
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried
[Intro: Fat Joe]
Ollie ollie oxen free!
Like one, two, three
Red light, green light, one, two, three
Yo I pop six boxes, play some scalezes
in the field wit the steppas and the action
Aye My Pockets been fat like it's cart man
I'm Exotic bitch I ain't joe I ain't common
He thought he was
commence
Young Bun
Preferred one
Like the left tit
Ain't trippin' off no nigga
Ain't worried bout an enemy
Fat pussy energy
Don't nothing move til I say so
I
As old Joe sat a dyin'
The baby down the hall was cryin'
Somebody had a party goin' on
The fat boy you told tales to
Moved away the other day
And sit with the eyes full o' tears
Listen out
I got this noise, mind full of noise
Life is sushi and I am the rice
Just there covered by thoughts in
dum
Peng i min pung, den er kendt for at vær tung
I går var det Four Four, i dag er det cabri
Stjerner i det loft, jeg kan næsten ik fat det (what)
You want it the kid got it
Long as you got the profit
Your girl say her man lame That's a ditto
Comfortable with my pockets fat
Shout out to Lizzo
Lizzo
why
He drips personality
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried wine
Ya dig
Ya feel me, ya feel me
When I'm motivated can't a nigga stop me (They can't stop me)
And ain't no competition bitch I need the profit (Bitch I
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on
[Fat Joe]
Now mami, let's get serious, 'cause by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
fakin shit
That just makes me sick
Fat as pun
Need my pockets
Never on that lazy shit
Boy don't play me shit
Hoes want babies shit
Smoke that crazy shit
untamable I'm a player and I know I'm the hardest to handle
LSR we the squad we bring the terror like Fat Joe
They try to box me in I go everywhere that I
See ours is not the first by George good
Government to arise on the world stage
There have been several
Rome, Spain, and Greece, and China
And each
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