Lyrics:
me,
Here I am, baby.
When I'm down I can always call you,
For a helpin' hand.
I know you'll do the best you can.
But it don't take much from
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
They're always trying to fill your shoes
(I don't understand this kind of friend)
[chorus]
Uh oh there goes that word again
How do we let it end
I
They're always trying to fill your shoes
(I don't understand this kind of friend)
[chorus]
Uh oh there goes that word again
How do we let it end
I
looking for the heartache
Baby, I'm waiting
Baby, I'm waiting
I'm so impatient
[HOOK]
[FAT JOE (RAP)]
Yeh, uhh, yeh
I aint come to judge, I came
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
and I flew right to LA
Switching lanes with the gang do it all day
On the block where they trappin the hard way
40 shots brain pop, all up on you with
weighs eighteen stone
(That's two hundreds fifty six pounds)
I don't mind her fat but,
It's not only that but,
She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly
to stop shop, got knocked when I popped the glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike
'Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight
d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it's delicious
Don't believe me, ask the dishes
They can sing
They can dance
After all, miss,
eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig
Or would you like to swing
don't know but she might just have by baby
Ass so fat, got a nigga like woah (woah)
Got me fucked up in the head, I mean woah (woah)
Should've seen
in love
But it’s time to fall in line
And Joe Biden, Joe Biden
Joe Biden’s gonna do just fine
The Russians don’t want you voting
In person or by mail
A writer writes, but do fingers fing?
Hammers don't ham
Grocers don't groce haberdashers
Don't haberdash english is cuh ray-zee!
If the plural of tooth is
vibes
You know the fucking vibes man we over here hottest in the fucking streets man
Let's fucking do it AyyeJoey, BasementSuperstar let's fucking get it
If I could be anything I wanted
I don't know but, oh
I'd be stuck here with myself
Be an Average Joe
But if I could be like a Jack of all trades
it yourself
I'm done with this shit ya getting the belt
it's time to go Joe I'll see you in Hell
You just killed him what the fuck did you do
then
And like Fame, my style will live forever
Niggas crossing over like they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "suu"
'Nough respect due
live forever
Niggas crossing over like they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "suu"
'Nough respect due to the one-six-ooh
I mean oh,
and my gun can kill an elephant (well, damn)
I feel like a president, do side deals like Joe Biden's son (Joe Biden)
Don't play me, play with your kids,
'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!
Yo, call my lawyer
They ran up on me son, ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my
wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it
Continue to sell dope, it's payin' the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got this new
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, unh, yo, unh
Here goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out f***in dudes
[Performed by Billie Joe Armstrong]
I ain't a politician
I'm just a bad musician
Whatcha gonna do for me?
Do you have a taste for
Sex and blood
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