Lyrics:
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
style
dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince about to break out
yo fella lets go to the island
go to the island
himminahumani
himinahumini
my dj go by
been chasing money that's all I really want
Let me tell you my story
Cus they forgot about me
How they booking shows and they don't never call me
Them
really wanna suck on the dick
And I don't really wanna fuck with the bitch
Just dip, it's clipped
I'm gone, don't trip
Yeah
I don't know how I
the booth
When i hop in this bitch then i’m going insane
They still got my bro, so much love for lil joe
Think about you at night and it put me in pain
He
a fuck about these hoes
I be ballin on a bitch and I be slammin on these Joe's
Real Nigga
I'm gone play the game how it goes
You can catch me owt in
them bands cuz' I know I can now
And Imma go
Straight up to the clouds
Cuz' I be smokin' on loud
We got the purplest flowers
Yeah
Whatchu know about Joe
they ain't got to wherewithal
I'm every where, they never there, when I'm gon' hear from y'all?
Y'all know me as Joe, don't wanna see me as Mouse
Let
in private
I don't even care about mileage
Yeah, no love for a nice nigga
So I turned to a vice nigga
Barely ever pay price nigga
Speeding through
can't dig it
Joe won't lose even if you plan to rig it
Yeah, nothing to prove, with no fear of how I'm depicted
I'm here, won't move, I don't care
constrictor in my mind
How the fuck racism a thing when we love and bleed at the same time
Rich man's Game to be played by the poor
I got nothin you got nothin
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
wanna say is that they still don't really care about us
All i wanna say is that they still don't really care about us
And just before i go, like
likes seeing me out there
You know how many dudes want me out there?
Just stop thinking about it, you got no idea
Don't try me man, you know I will
Throw
help you
Baby, what can I do?
When you see me worried baby
I've had a few
Because it's you I'd hate to lose
What about settlin'
How're you gonna
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
"Well, let me respond
What I wanna do is jump across the
Table and beat your fuckin’ ass
That’s what I wanna do that’s what I’m about
So what’s up?"
em but they've been okay so far
And I got a bunch more places I wanna go, and I got no car
So this music is my transportation, it's takin' me so far
I
wanna be kidnapped by
What? Who? Where?
I wanna move through time
With me on my mind
I wanna be the driver
I wanna say to my selves,
Â??Move like you
love all of my niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these streets is you can't trust niggas
Said I love all of my bros I got my family
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I
the one that fold
Walk like fee fi fo
Ride with my brother like GI Joe yeah
They wanna see what we pour, Bad bitch open her legs like doors
Liking the V I
on a plane
I was in College Park, right
Well I guess technically, if you wanna go before that
I was uh, I was living in Germantown, uh no actually it was
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