Lyrics:
don't play my music on mtv
play it on the radio
we are the street kings and we don't care
yeah we really don't wanna know
i'm joe fabulous
life is
yeah)
I know that you got it, uh wouldn't be talking about it
I know she bad bad, with a fat ass, I want that shit and I got it (Woo)
She calling me papi,
us, then you the ones we laughing at
I see your girl, yeah she be looking bad in fact
But I don't wanna hit it really ‘less the ass is fat (No, no)
Then
hood nigga
What's really gangsta nigga
What up what's poppin man
Aiyyo fuck these niggaz man
Let these niggaz do 88
[Fat Joe]
(yeah uh what uh yo
things
I want Robin's on my jeans
Money I ain't never seen
Yeah yeah yeah
I want a whole lotta bandz
Yeah yeah yeah
Brittish bitch you know she got a fat
We don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
Yeah, she's too fat, much too fat
But she's just right for me
She's so charming
We don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
Yeah, she's too fat, much too fat
But she's just right for me
She's so charming
Quicker that a hick up
Baby hold my spit cup if you wanna slang some mud
Then put cho butt in my pick up
Yeah in my pick up
YEAH yeah in my pick
, yeah)
Cop what I want out the store
Don't want the half I need whole (Yeah, yeah)
Feel like I'm loosing control (Yeah, yeah)
Pockets so fat they explode
[ intro: fat joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby
[ verse 1: cuban link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus
)
Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (yeah)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (yeah)
One-twenty, I blew right by
right there
That's the 2's and the 5's
* bag rustling *
Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap
Yeah..
* train rolls in *
Aight * shaking
beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win.
Yall can try to stop Miami but this shit will never end.
[Chorus]
One time TS, two times Fat Joe.
I
and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King for
your bitch up in the lobby, yeah
(bow, bow) ooh, she sloppy toppy
Give me sloppy toppy hoe (what?)
Ooh, huh, yeah, give me all that sloppy joe
Huh
(Yeah)
Young Sex
What's up, nigga? What's happenin'? Uh
Ayy
48kHz (yee!)
All my niggas yellin', "Slatt", all my bitches, they get slimy (woo,
it's more Like WE are in we supplyin
Never lyin just changing
Cuz we chasin yeah
One vision
Like Jason one mission
All others trippin
Yeah they
Too
Yea, uh, uh (Fat Joe and the R)
That shit why'all (Breakin shit down)
Shake that, funky, funky, funky (Yeah)
Sticky, icky, icky - yeah uh
I got that
to better myself is when I'm bet against by everyone else
So Joe hit the head on the nail
You ain't seen God 'til you starin' down a barrel
I was gun shy,
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, lotta money in here
Uh, Terror Squad
Now and forever
Top of the world, Tun
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
They call me Joey
body (Woo)
Talk big shit while they don't
Do shit 'bout it (Oh, yeah)
Talk money, get money, boy
(Right) , I live by it (That's right)
And I die 'bout
joe
Ask about me you'll know
They'll say I'm ready to blow
Yeah I'm that guy
Drinking Boylans
Beat boiling like I'm eating crab
Fly as fuck like Peter
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
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