Lyrics:
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
twerkin' wit'?
Throw it, bust it open, show me what you twerk wit'?
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac-Man
Hundred out
panameño to be exact
Soy el que vinó, I’m the one that came to get fat
Bringing funk from the Caribbeans
Taking out the payasos, the clowns, and comedians
cookie, sarcastic with my words, I'm feelin' clever
Need a foreign bitch like Cardi B fat ass, her name Rosetta
I'ma play my part, I played the role like
I got a friend the Lord I rearrange
But other than that I'm livin' fat and ain't nuthin' changed
Big Willie still in your grilly, you better block
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
5-7-75 my born day
I reach earth, now i'm involved in foul play
Ty Nitty
New York City
we stay right
the high life
flooded ice from jewel heist
I don’t fuck with nobody like that
Bitch you tried it
It’s young Joe Trill
Just trying to get to a mill
Keepin’ it a bill
The Art of Not Givin’
freakin' by a garbage can
The next young freak, I met was Red
I took her to my house and she gave me head
She like blowin' dicks, is all she said
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
too!
I was a troubled soul, consumed by voices advocating special interest groups and vice
'Till Rush rushed to my sweet rescue
Now I'll never ever
my blunt and that's fat joe
Never tryna stunt this hoe telling me I'm mad dope
I Heard your little song that shit sounded like a bad joke
Brain blast
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
tryna eat
Bad boys since the 1990s
Joe Dumars Isiah Thomas
Bill Laimbeer Dennis Rodman
John Sally i'm gladly
Proud to welcome you too
The new Detroit
This
truck (Beep, beep)
Say he want smoke, bitch, then it's goin' up (Let's go)
Gold around me like I'm King Tut (Tut)
Smalls shoot like Joe Johnson, coming in
said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you
Fat Joe I don't dance Bruh
All about that action
We don't say much
We don't play that
Ama Pull up with Squad
You gon really know whats up
When we all
and a beanie
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my pick at bitches like eenie meenie
I'm unscannable, young cannibal
Eat wack MCs like Hannibal
'Cause Joe Pesci's my
(boom, bitch)
Bitch, quit runnin', nigga, flip somethin' (ha)
I know your soft ass ain't did nothin' (oh)
I'm hittin' these hoes by the four (thot)
people go, I don't gotta depend
To a high level, I don't wanna descend. And one day, I'ma find myself and I'ma do it all by myself.
And I'ma get right,
[Chorus]
Crank me up
PT Baby it's bout to get buck
I don't know maybe you never heard of
Caught 'em in the back of the club with black
Hard
and the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe
On we go
{all together}
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[Doodlebug]
The season's been fat like some boom
Doodlebugs math jazz
to P-T's
O.G. granddaddy, I'm so fooling
Tell the truth, DJ Screw made me
Without him, ya'll wouldn't know Mike D
I was just lil' Mike, Bam had a hogg in
But I don't wanna be a playa no more
I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Brock still down by law
Who's down to crush
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