Lyrics:
to you
Love to you, ooohooo
Love to you
And I can tell by the way you walk that walk
And I can hear by the way you talk that talk
And I can know
and now she looks as if she's ready to die,
You can't see her walk by.
Don't eat no mashed potatoes,
Don't eat no buttered scones
Stay away from
Joe, Joe, Joe, just set her free
If you don't, you'll always feel guilty
Oh Joe, what will you do
Oh Joe, I believed in you
I believed in you
And then you'll find you're hummin' Sam's song
Why, it makes you grin
Gets under your skin as only a song can do
People that you meet out on the street
pancakes and waffles
I could be a stay at home G.I. Joe
Melly said to Coco, "You can't do this anymore"
One day, you'll see you're fucking wrong
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
dreaming?
You got better things to do
Dreams never did work for me anyway
Even when they did come true
You are as porous as ever
Baby, you can start
Oh hello
I am the ghost of Troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I travelled to a mystical time zone
And I missed
know I never gon' cap
Yeah, joe
Niggas be askin' for lo', nigga, you know where I'm at
Yeah, joe
Only alive in the night, why do I feel like the bat
Well it's Friday night I'm in a club with a crew just maxing
Cuties and booties and yo I'm ready for action
Cause Fat Joe doesn't go
this product
It is a Relativity Records product artist Fat Joe
My name is KRS One
And of course we're gonna bring THE noise
Cause we can
we moved on 'em
Treat him like Joe the plumber
I wonder if someone come and can see this tool on him
Immature and retarded is what you call me
Yo'
pancakes and waffles
I could be a stay at home G.I. Joe
Melly said to Coco, "You can't do this anymore"
One day, you'll see you're fucking wrong
dope than I do (damn)
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin' drugs and name it after her (oh, thank you)
You know you
too
I know it's a pity
To be so all alone
The bed seems so empty
And not a ring from the phone
You can get by if you try
You can get by if you try
You
you know.
When the night whistle blows and I don't come home,
Do all that you can to help mom.
I can hear the moans and groans,
More than
on the Mississippi mud
It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud
What a dance do they do
Lordy how I'm telling you
They don't need no band
They keep
the things I can do
'Cause I can't get next to you
I can't get next to you, babe (no matter what I do)
I can't get next to you
Uh-ya
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
I step out I'm gonna do you in
They come runnin' just as fast as they can
'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
Topcoat, top hat
knees
Do the sweet peas
Roll over on your back
Say I like it like that
Do the watussi
Do the watussi
Can you do the fly
With a hand jive
Do
can-can, I'm the Fat Man
Never run, never ran, it's not in the plan
I got skills you best chills, get off the dillsnilz
Your rhymes are trash and no frills
Hey Joe . . . what you gonna do?
You can't scrape it off from the bottom of your shoe
You can't scrape it off from the bottom of your shoe
What do
of an average Joe
But wicked on the weekend
When he's on a roll
[Chorus]
He rocks, he kicks
Born for a good time
And he don't miss a lick
He can talk it,
the deal
Niggas know that nigga Fat Joe is mad real
Check it, who wants to disrespect?
Iraq connect, I take your life in a sec
Fuck around, now you
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