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have no choice, they tell 'em Gotti do this thang
Disrespect that clique, eat a two-piece with the Flame
I'm reppin off that East Side, ain't never been
on the bride
[Fat Joe]
I bet you thought I left you hangin Joe Crack returns bangin
with somethin brand spankin what the fuck was y'all thinkin?
gonna do just fine
I love the new progressive wing of my party
The squad with AOC
But they ain’t gonna git to legislate shit if we don’t have
not what they do
Oh, sinner friend, for thee he died
His hands are gently knocking on your door
Outside he's pleading to come in
His heart is breaking
be a shame."
"Whatcha gonna do tomorrow, Joe?
Whatcha gonna do on Christmas, got any plans?"
"Nothin' much."
"Why don't you come by the house
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
other shit
They like to talk behind your
Back, but in your face, they ride yo' dick
That's why I stay tight with my crew
So what you gon' do when we come
the offing: yet the wife--
When he was gone--the children--what to do?
Then Enoch lay long-pondering on his plans
To sell the boat--and yet he loved her well--
fatal, what drug paper do
straight duct tapin', apin' a few
takin' Mo' and Henny straight and things loose
puffin' the fruits, thug in a duece
flaggin',
at Sue's Rendezvous
But oops ? come cool with it, what you want do with it
Joe ma, remember the name and get used to it
[Chorus]
[Joe]
Whoa,
autotheft
Got with a lil crew & now he not doing it by himself
One day timothy broke in a truck, quarter million bucks
What the fuck, crazy luck, now he think
the little children
To be careful what they do
Honor father; mother dear
Keep their hearts so full of cheer
Then He's gonna take them home
To glory by and by
smart
Play for keeps
And the art
Play yo part
(MOMMA)
Momma said whatever you do
Don't play with her heart
But
Look you learn by living
Me with these
that it mightn't be true?
What do you do?
Careful the things you say
Children will listen
Careful the things you do
Children will see
And learn
that it mightn't be true?
What do you do?
Careful the things you say
Children will listen
Careful the things you do
Children will see
And learn
with
But that shouldn't stop you from doin' what you do, slick
[children] Five!
[Fresh] Then turn to her - tell her you love her, and don't
front, that I do love money
So - later on - then they won't get funny
When I tighten up an' the scene gets heavy
Times when I laugh they're over,
Now
Sleepy Joe
Sleepy Joe
Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now's the time, don't you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You've been living alone
With
your trash
Before it end up in the ocean
You should see what's in these whales
When they have to cut em open
I am so open
Smoking to Joe Rogan
And I
a bottle of champagne taking about
Harry, Joe, and Dick and Bobby and what they ain't got
And they live down in the lower development homes, and you won't
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure
supporting Joe Biden
Do they know where Hunters hiding
Is he in Ukraine, Iraq, Russia or China
Carrying his crack pipe
Filming his fourteen year old wife
Lucky
children's eyes, now they give a fuck about us
Ain't got no reason to hate us, they do it anyway, raped our sisters our mothers, they screw us anyway, beat
at Sue's Rendezvous
But oops ? come cool with it, what you want do with it
Joe ma, remember the name and get used to it
[Chorus]
[Joe]
Whoa,
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