Lyrics:
fat
Everything I do they make it out a hashtag ( Hashtag )
Beats produce by Will and every song you gonna run it back
Son getting bigger one day might
the song 100k for the beat
1st album dropped didn't make it to the streets because
The marketer dey f** up & I needed the f** up
So I could fall like
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the s*** I took from people
I reap all your fat s***, jack
Back
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
your little Joe to the rodeo
Since you have lost ratio
Cause it could've been a touch-and-go
Just like with Sleepy Joe you goofy ahh bitch
If I Could
the gun, the bullet's the 9 volt
Fuck the convo, here go the pyro
G.I. Joe mixed with Desperado
I ride low with a bomb in the armrest
Prepare to snipe
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
and gentlemen
This is not the album
This the album before the album
Gotta set the stage
Know what I’m talking ‘bout?
If you end up f***ing with this one
You
with the fo fo messin with joe
Now this kid gotta ass so fat
Infact I put a drink on it and came right back
He would never talk to a lady like that
I thank these n****s scared me (it's cool though)
N**** bump my s*** see don't even holla
I bump yo s*** n**** I'ma holla at you
(Butt f*** that
Riot maker
Hop in a mosh pit, f'sho
You push, you shove, you get elbowed
Back on, 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
All of the soldiers who
Riot maker
Hop in a mosh pit, f'sho
You push, you shove, you get elbowed
Back on, 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
All of the soldiers who
Mike D
Playa haters, wanna know who I be
The capital letters, F-A to the T
Coming down slow, in my candy red drop
Everybody looking at me, but I don't
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I
business , No mighty joe
No ain’t no witness , they gotta go , fuk all that talking they gotta go , let that bitch rip yea they gotta go go
I ain’t gone
when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talking plug talk
On my last album I explained it (I explained it)
With a fork telling you let
a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up
ain't never seen me probably heard me few niggas probably seen me lot of Niggas on the street know me know I'm saying FAT K nigga I ain't playing no
Still only opened my notes
Focused to cut out the fat, until this album was done
Kept asking God for forgiveness he helped me write what I wrote
Reminded
SpaceCoupe with the Joe you already know
New Frank Lucas way I'm moving that dope
Got the police bugging lil bitch you gotta go
I don't got
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