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Biblioteca Windows player
Burning all CD's roll down the window player
Man I feel like Daddy Yankee with La Gasolina
Man I feel like Fat Joe
He dropped that

choppas out 
I knocked em out
Niggas know I don't tell joke
I ain't a fucking clown 
He ain't want another round 
Like Chris brown and fat joe 
My light is

talkin about they
come from projects
i bet u and emeinem have extramaritial sex
y r u jealous of the Game
damn its a bloody shame
why is this nigga fat joe

I'd break my heart many times over
Even with no closure 
They say it's not over until the fat lady sings
Well her voice has gone hoarse 
Of course

a foreign jawn she don't even talk when I'm with her
We the main attraction when we enter
Ever since my pockets got fat my circle got thinner
Ever since I got

Want pockets fat and bigger than Joe, that's two puns
No pun intended if broke n****s is offended
I'm just slowly hopin', my words comprehended
Clarity,

my dreams like a knee cap
Like fat Joe lean back
Rip stacks please say hello up in heaven if you can see Shaq
Came along way from the weed pack
Damn

a fee
Its Jefe to you, but she call me poppy
A playa like Euro step, down to the socks
Fat nigga run circles, in my flip flops
Take that tax money,

more
I'm Fat Daddy. Not your average Joe Blow
Tell me what you like, girl. Show me how you roll
Cause you sho' look fine from head to toe
But I ain't

Winning like fat Joe terror squad
At the Rucker
I'm the biggest boss that you've seen
Thus far
You can tell by how
Just staring at the car
Accidents happen

riches Pulled up with fat girls, left with bad bitches
It was just summer, how is it Christmas Damn that was 4 months, I must've missed it
Where was I

Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up
It's the New Era like a cap
But I ain't cappin'
Bringin' new terror like Joe but I ain't fat'n
The fact is
Kill

I was born with an old soul
So when I hear what you bump it sounds so so
I remember Fat Joe with the Fo Fo
Went way harder than you
Hoes spittin' old

like I do it for my job
I don't know, if I go back to the old Joe
I'll be hang man by a gold rope
So God please don't leave
You know I've been

on a track like a mouse trap
If the heat too hot like a pound of fat, get out of my Stu, he ain't fond of that

They do not like when I spit facts
Need a new

can't deal with you
But I like that
Try to fight me I'll fight back
Yo ass so fat yeah I bite that
You ride it so good yeah you bike that
But you playing

it's on
Honest, so hot, mind on a comet (yah)
Fast life sometimes feel like I'm in a comic
I don't give a fuck bitch, with or without a condom (nope)
Fat

Que Notorious grosso es el estilo my whiggo
Que Big pun grosso es el estilo my whiggo
Que fat Joe grosso es el estilo my whiggo
The Spanish new wave its

a sweep
Nigga we two by two in this jeep
Rolling that Joe listening to Meek
Drop that Lo we just trying to meet
I let it go better move ya feet
Bust down

to want that lil' bitch I don't wanna no more
My pockets fat like I'm fuckin' with Joe Snakes comin' in so the lawn  gettin' mo
Please don't invite me to no

do not do bluffing
Don't care bout your brothers or your older cousins
Live in the flesh and you show suttin
All bark no bite joe budden
All talk no

you notice, what I saying, it's all facts
8. I'm inside like Fat Joe, used the lean back 
9. You out back, I got my strap blow your steak house 
10.

They know im a one of one you can't jack my flow
My bitch got expensive taste you can't hit my hoe
They would overlook the kid now they acting joe
Me

like to touch it
Kiss it rub it
Flood it
We seal it and ship it
Whip it like bisquit
Got few on the hit list
Scoop and beam won't miss shit
Get rock by