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(Patrick) YEcH! TINNIN: If you're happy then you know that the reason everyone is fighting is because of a fat mafia boss trying to get some money by selling
bass like a tenor, Fat Joe Soprano Even with that work, work, work your bitch washed Had me like what the bludclot, Chris Bosh She told him that they
kid is like a fat kid in a candy shop This kid keeps pitching up his voice nonstop I know this little boy is telling me to stop I'm just here waiting
at last that second guess drag but i'm keepin up the R I'm talkin bout when I'm fat when I'm squeezing out the car I'm talkin bout, ME and mashed in
ain't showin' no love Ina stolen Ah cat nigga ride with gloves He got hit up, that dog now does Drop a lil' bag, get you gone by the door I be walkin'
what you think was up tho? All about my business like my name was fat joe Painting out my vision, i'm the new picasso I got too much on my mind If you
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and Freak that girl like
more tricks than a Hunts Point ho Search for beats with my man called Show Then I shoot the gift with my man Fat Joe I put hits together just like
sweet bitches seem to only love flakes Fuck Without that pain I might be stuck Fat bitch wife four kids Livin' in a house pulled by a truck Check to check
Run it back, hoe Run it back, hoe Ayy, bring lil' thots into the castle Ayy, bullet to yo brain leave a fat hole aye Ayy, got my muthafuckin' blade
that we do And when it comes to my people man, I'm down to ride on you With all my New York ricans and faithful Boriqua's I’m down with Fat Joe
outside Put a opt on Fox five Up it We anit jackin no tuff shit Nigga better duck quick Fuck it This 40 will pluck shit Lacking in public Love it Your bitch
and see all our progress regress as what goes up comes down never the less We're stung by the horror, cold hearts with armour boomerang effect as we all
at the time I just dealt Celtic Nation a full house aces over kings Forget about the log jams we had on the wings Forget about how the fat lady would sing By
came and sat by my side and said, "MmmmmMMM! You know I smell good" I said to myself, "Please oh please reverend now would you speed up the sermon so I
like Fat Joe make me lean back Lean back
I'm Fat Joe on that stove, gotta get, cook, crack! I'm tryna get it, let some fiends hit it Let 'em lean wit' it, make sure they Bean wit' it If they
on designer shoes In the trap sacking up dope And I'm fresh as a fool I let her suck my dick for fun But she had a baby by you That SV watch freeze Love me
won't be my last day (uh) Models by my side Shooters on my team Choppers with the beam Countin' up some green Blowin' on a blue dream My life is
much show and tell My country is known for cartels Not gonna lie took an L Picked myself up when I fell Variety drugs that I sell Respected by my
Why the fuck you telling me to chill when you on couch hoe Tryna tell me what to do but you leaning back like fat joe Shawty say she don't want no smoke
a password bitch I go by the code Coca yielding, play in her nose Hey, I just wanna sit up on that propeller boat Hey, I just wanna rap and ship it coast
see the bottom I'm like Fat Joe cause I'm all the way up Well you whack though, and that's facts though Well you all the way suck Get your arteries cut,
to strain your eyes Got to the corner, hit a left, seen the HPD That's when I knew that they were after S-p-i-see-e Turned up my music and dashed, goin'
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