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Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

at your knees 

I hate your screwmugs, rumble counterfeit thugs 

Niggas want mine, bet they come and get it in blood 

Fat potential, gave birth

sent
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Hundred thou' inside of my Amiris
Dirty money spent on Prada I ain't proud of
Clean lean make a dirty

bankroll, my money, my money, my money

And where my money? Young nigga's gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
Pockets fat like I'm

Day of the Baphomets

The Mars Volta

Amputechture

2006

boil it clean
A bullet in linguistics
That only we can breathe

Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchers
Raise your

him
This shit I cannot ignore
Swipe, ran out the store
I be looking like I came off a tour
You might make it rain but we make it pour
Ask them bitches

Gettin Money

Paul Wall

Gangsta Grillz: The Album

2007

the transporter sittin' by the land borders
The rocafella a make you rather do a manslaughter
They goin' in June, it's comin' back with grand-daughters
So homie

Don't Speak of My Heart

Gerry Rafferty

On a Wing and a Prayer

1992

on us,
Sad that we're apart
Don't wanna talk about it -- don't make me think about it
So please don't speak of my heart.



Written By: Gerry Rafferty

the same hood
You told 'em treat you like you workin'
How you catch them cases and got out? You on front-end diversion
We hit the strip club, make it

yk what im hopin
They don't clean me out while im in the house
I pray 4 a drought it stank when the flood came thru 
Make it hard 2stay clean cuz

for the moment 
When your time has come to flex
Act like u own it
When I shoot em up, feels like pwnage
Imma make it rain,  just call me roman 

Samoan

tougher than leather
I'm rated number one and I'll rain forever
Some people wear silver and some wear gold
But then I'll snatch it off your neck and diss

bloody
I'm from the Dirty and I make it rain, damn, that's muddy
She just wanna be my cuddy buddy
And on these tracks, I go nutty-butty
What it

right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now

[ chorus ]

[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror

I leave, go out the front door now
Check the weather, what is the forecast
Tryna make it rain, lookin' for more cash
Little man, ain't got no

always try to help you, show you doors
Pick a way and walk right through it, make it yours
I know that you're drunk and sometimes
Not in charge of your

the meat, she gotta go (yeah)
We eat the beef like a fat ho (uh-huh)
Choppa make 'em lean back like Fat Joe (lean back)
Get you wacked, nigga, that's what

New York, New York

The Sugarhill Gang

Back to the Old School: Rapper's Delights

1999

ain't always what it seem 
You might get fooled if you come from out of town 
But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people,

about to choke
Fat Frog, hopping through the pain
Drowning in the sorrow, dancing in the rain
Fat Frog, never gets the girl
Living in the shadows,

ima make it rain
Ima make it rain I think I'm Fat Joe
Lil baby wanna fucc she know I'm da goat
Ima leave her wet like she on a boat
Put da dicc in her

Temptations

Dawg I'm all out of state, doin' a dance they neva seen dat
I ain't Fat Joe but snap yo' fingers then you lean back

Lean wit it, rock wit it
Lean

The Ring

Wyclef Jean

J'ouvert

2017

a friend to me
Fat Joe, he call me literally, put me on a track instantly
Caribbean connection put me all the way up
What goes up must go down, so Thugga

These rats we eat like dinner
Lean back, lean back, fat joe when I'm whipping

Make yo' back crack
Ride me 'til you can't yap, throw it back back
She gon'

goon
Turn up at the back all night on Z class, I won't make it to school

Jumped out the jet and then took me a flight
Nothin' ain't real, everything

said "Make a plate"
He'll take it home that night
We went ahead and got our start
But he didn't get a single bite
My sister said "Trim the fat"
Some