Lyrics:
the shirt right off my back
You can dream about a honeymoon for two
You can dream but that's about all you can do
'Cause by the time old uncle Sam gets
When uncle Jim played the fiddle
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
And it echoed down the mountains
To those Georgia pines
Ran
my last song of the evening
Hope you guys had a good time
You know I do it for you
We gon rock like this
I am so open
Smoking to Joe Rogan
And I
brothers calm me down when I'm wailing
And my uncle keep it real, I thank god for it
I'm about to turn my brodi into a stylist
No, he did it on his own,
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
Well, back in the before times he was just an average Joe
But we don't talk about the before times
Then society collapsed maybe fifteen years ago
uncle?)
Uncle krackerrrrrr
I'm double wide on the side, in the back of the bus
I'm your uncle kracker sittin' platnum plus
Double platnum (what?)
Buckle up, sit down, my name is Joe
Get on the gondola to heaven here we go
When we get there what the hell
We’ll eat a pound of mortadella
And dance
something special
You and I know
Love you for ever
Our Olive Joe
Oh
No relation but uncle to all
Heart of gold and so sweet to all
No issue to big
when I'm not, I'm cool and collected like Joe Burrow (Aye LoLo let's roll)
Had to turn up to tha max, just so I can get me some of that dough
Yea, I'm
Oh no don't get me started move smooth like a Harley
I smoke em like Marley if they want smoke
Walk in the party like joe with my Carti's
My drip be
was made in a shack Get High
You got fun uncles, borin uncles, uncle's every day
Couple uncles I don't claim swear the mother fuckers gay
I got three
Billy Joe went to Saigon
For Uncle Sam
Now I go to see him,
He don't know who I am
Once a year I get a card
From Mary Beth
She's with husband
Fingerbowl or any place you go You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know, But if youÆll go to the spot that I am thinkinÆ of, You will be free
When uncle Jim played the fiddle
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
And it echoed down the mountains
To those Georgia pines
Ran through
of an ounce
The music starts and the people sway
Everybody says, "Are you going my way?"
Uncle Tom still workin' for Uncle Bill
Scarlet Town is under the hill
brother Joe was a wealthy man Never trusted no bank to take it from his hand
He'd lock it up in his safe good and tight
Till his nephew J.D. came around one
Their deadly feud started long ago
When William Tate murdered Lee's young Joe
Or was it Joe who killed Will Tate
Each side their version will relate
For
come (eerhe)
As we open the box naa ebe Abibas (eerhe)
E say I for refund cos me I take come (Sosket)
Shatta Bundle go booze plus ein uncle (errhe)
E
(Mary Jane!)
Ladies and gentlemen, your host for the night
(This gets me)
Doctor!
(Ugh, ugh! All choked up!)
On top of that, we got Uncle Snoop!
the art of you nice wear (ah)
It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear
Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)
Homie,
ki-I-I-ids, Christmas I-is for kids
Kids like you and little brother
Aunts and uncles, dads and mothers
Grandma, grandpa an' all the other kids
Daddy runs
Uncle a smoker, but he still a solider
He break down the Glock, put the heart in the blunt (ah)
I'ma scoot up on your car, I'ma dump (bah-bah)
Don't
Joe Young mike Rebel (Gang) , it's Gucci
What's poppin'? What? No limit yeah
(yeah) 6ix9ine on my face
I'ma shoot him in the face (What?)
I'ma shoot
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