Lyrics:
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
and hack his f-ing password
Sure, he's got internet fans
But I never heard nobody in the streets jammin' him
Mixtape Messiah, HA HA, better think again
His
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
the CVS
Told her bring that lean back like Fat Joe
Like Fat Joe
You niggas rapping but y’all really just not fucking with me
Y’all claim y’all trappin' but
Artist: lolly thee illest ft Young2unnbeats
Album Title: black Mary
Track Title:birthday fat
Track No: 2
Birthday fat !
Pause or pass
You can never
since I was born I had a hard time
Only thing easy for me is to rhyme
Man I’m so disturbed
And I’m so disturbed
Please do not disturb
F*** I’m on my
I wrap rope around fat throats wit every rap wrote even the whack quotes and every word spoke will getcha tongue choked. I hit a f****** note and all
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still
My money fat, Fat Joe money slim
Inna di money magazine, my money win
Chris Tucka money funny, nutten funny bout we
Money serious like a judge ready
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
were currently in lockdown
Recording this album in like, ten days
And, amazing that you just called, 'cause basically I have this big fat chorus
That
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
catch them slipping in the Ali
I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe
One scram, two man on a Kawasaki
Bouncers didn't wanna let me in the club cah' they're
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
the way I get when I make it back
I be off in the cut like f*** a cut
Got the naps in the head but ain’t taking naps
Hold up lemme take em back
Eighty eight
'm Fat Joe
I hear women screaming for me
Coming from he back row
Started from the bottom
But I'm never going back though
Assholes
I said goodbye to a lot
Kells make it hurt at the same time feel good!
Label me a bad boy, true but I; m damn good
I'm rich as hell but I'm straight up out the damn hood
F
all this weight
I've been carrying, fragile,
B how do y'all like my new album?,
It got 1k streams,
F.c.M.
Fragile, I'm fragile cause all this weight
Guess who's back in this bitch
To take over this mutha f**kin club?
(Hahahaha)
[chorus:]
I like it when she stompin' poppin'
Ghetto droppin'
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
said I got dos
I took her to the mall, cause I got gift cards
She give me sloppy like I'm Joe yeah, cause I got hard
Chasing a check like Mr. Krabs
She
to hit supe
F****** around and hit joe
They was sending hollows through the windows
Stacking all this money till I make it ten fold
'll be the best grime artist
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know that I'm not
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