Lyrics:
Then a fine mamacita
By the name of Elena
From Uptown
She reppin DR
Said what a man like me
Doing by myself
Said I stay out the mix
I like time to myself
Hayden Joe by Bruce Thomas
She said, My, My Hayden Joe
I just want to let you know
Cause I miss you so.
My, My Hayden Joe. . . Yes, She said.
side by side
You can be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
how we do in the nawf (yeah)
Coupe out the scene
Switching lanes and ima go in between
Pocket full of stone I walk with a lean
Life is a movie I’m
Droppin fye, yea he back
King Joe on tha rise to tha big scene
Yea
Trophy Wife, By My Side, Never Solo
Homicide, Down To Strike, Like Manolo
Got Favor,
Pre-chorus
I said to Mr.Joe
"I don't want this anymore"
Please, please hear my voice
And tell me what is wrong!
This could be the last scene
Verse 2
Give me
Boy you not stopping me, please get up off of me
Killing this beat like this shit is a crime scene
Mask on my face no this shit is not Halloween
Like
myself than my situation
I wonder if the things I did were just to be different
[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
(Going... going... gone)
Look, look, look...
See, I
Prices risin' by the minute
Tell me, you want Biden in it?
Mask required, I don't go get it
I am not complyin' wit' it
Got that drive, don't try to rent it
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh Terror Squad. (TS)
No Limit fam.
Uh TS. (TS)
Yeah yeah yeah uh.
NY to the NO.
Puttin it down like what.
Don
You know I look down and she on her knees
She look up and she see a G
They get to staring when I hit the scene
They say big snow wack I be like
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
by any means, I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted
I got the scars from my life of war
I love the rap, but I don't like the talk
I get excited if
Yo oh
Straight rhymes let me open up
Never got these blades in my hands like Logan does
Most man get jealous and they hate the way I'm showing love
life
I live by the string of the base
Bad bitch and I got my hand on her waist
Basshead love the heavy metal when I walk her to the cornerstore
Babygirl
to gaze at me and talk of love. Just knock thee times and whisper low That you and I were sent by Joe, Then strike a match and you will know YouÆre in
really loves
And what's burnin' in his soul
Wishin' to God that he'd benn born a hundred years ago
Still singin' "strawberry roan" and "little joe"
If I see you in my dreams
I won't ever go to sleep
And I think she tweaking
I'll be gone by the weekend.
Baby we not speaking
Nah, Joe Budden got some
These hoes they lying for the scene yeaah
You know you could never check me nooo
I control these bitches by a string yeah
Niggas leaching I just bleach
said stand for the flag
It is not nice
Patriots like him paid an awful high price
He's loves America a whole awful lot
Said McCain ain't no hero cuz that
nigga started this shit
[Chorus]
Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past
Now he rattin'
a fan
Boy I think this could be
Forever
Yeah
Forever
Yeah
Yeah I wanna go through life
Your hand in my hand
With you by my side
Let's go on adventures
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
label, I'll do this shit by my motherfucking lonesome I've been grinding by myself for a minute
But you think that Biggie Joe got all this tone? Cause I
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