Lyrics:
a fiend for this rap
Thing since Ra was no joke
On point like I shot it wit a scope (psssh)
I got it and it's dope
I gotta take this game by the throat
(Aye, Ronny been snapped on this beat)
Got damn boy, this like, this like some Lil Uzi Vert type shit, for real, for real
'Bout to to flow on this
Why'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got
best friends
Fat sloppy Twinkie eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat your ass, nigga
Jelly bean smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
I'll get
and the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe
On we go
{all together}
(lyrics not printed)
[Doodlebug]
The season's been fat like some boom
Doodlebugs math jazz
Man these bitches hoes, and these niggas hoes
Ballin’ on these niggas, number one like I’m DRose
Switch make a big nigga lean back like he Fat Joe
My life has got to be like this, it's got to keep going up
I've been in several things, I was in the drug business, then I was in the oil business
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
Chorus 2x
I wanna make a million
Illegal got a billion
Yo Joe take a trillion
Malique got change for a zillion?
Verse 2 (Malique)
Well if I had a million
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
the CVS
Told her bring that lean back like Fat Joe
Like Fat Joe
You niggas rapping but y’all really just not fucking with me
Y’all claim y’all trappin' but
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
496 I'ma lead that
Fat Joe
Lean Back uh
Call me Paramedics he need that
Get the breesh no bitch you could keep that
Two guns I suggest you run
Cause
Yo I'm the rap profession, I go the session
Study MC's like a god do lessons
Mic testin in the rain, I brainstorm
You feelin me out nigga? We got
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
But me and Punisher still got what you're lookin' for
I don't wanna be a playa no more
But you know Big Pun and Brock still down by law
Who's down
Hold up lil mama
Let me spit some game
Yea i seen you round da way
Joe Kent's da name
You need to get an education
Get yo life in order
You in school
Fat Joe fellas rock away lean back,
Now spin to the right, land in front left leg,
Switch right foot, slide left, stolen base, safe
Now take it down
the tough talks I think it’s funny tho
Since they say they got balls every punch is a low blow
2 countries came at me couldn’t kill lyrical
Joe
How can
(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
cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe I didn't get
the clit and put the pussy to rest
I might not flow like Fat Joe but I'm cool
Fucking third of the trio, a pussy eating fool
Dripping out my mouth baby
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