Lyrics:
but, shit is realer than they think
Fuck around and get them clothes ?rentin?
Many believe Fat Joe will be the cause of armaggedeon
Chorus 2X
cash to live
You love her? Better scrap, for real
[Fat Joe]
Shut up your grill
You know we never fight
It's your world girl, set it off right
I'm
niggas all hypocrites, y'all know what this shit is all about
Hunid dolla, hunnid dolla bill, real, uh
Her voice is full of money
He's a crook, George
and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room
For the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King
Crack got this new joint coming out
Yo Joey tell 'em what the name of this joint is
(Fat Joe)
This is for the hoes and bitches
(Kid Capri)
it, throw it a boss wanna see it
Just give me a call and I'll beat it
I'll be all where your seat is
Mary jane got me moving slow, I blow that by
leavin seeds right beside ya
Nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
Ten years in the same shit, nothing but a same hit
Revisit the catalog, been in it
, say it ain't so Joe
Big city jungle
African street
The only real difference is in
The people they meet
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The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do
This shit is,
Overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm
Watatatang, watatatang, tang
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Does anybody know Joe
This is death to Fat Joe, birth of Cook
Sing to 'em
like Joe just OD'd off pills
I OD'd off crills, I OD'd off mills
You monopoly guys, collect no bills
Shit, niggas keep askin, "How come he so real
on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh)
If I can't get no love then I can touch you
(Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me)
[Chorus]
I'd
the Bronx Fat Joe!
Aiyyo I'm comin on de dance with de spliff of sensei
The name is Fat Joe and the crew is BDP
Ninety-three, was the year that I
stop rockin 'til I retire
Any bitch disagree is a god damn liar
(Outro - Fat Joe talking)
Yeah, uh infamous Terror Squad nigga
Loyalty, what does
of the tri borough
So what we gonna do right here son
Aiyyo matter fact son I'm tired of these niggaz man!
Word up!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
on weekends
Real real late when the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new shit
Playboy I
took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him
[Chorus]
[Fat Joe]
Me and you..
Yo' momma and you girlfriends too..
We can take this to recharge..
And maybe we can do a men? - haha
It ain't shit, man
major arteries
When my fists connect, they causin major injuries
What you know Junior? You not evil
[Fat Joe]
Uhh, the South Bronx is
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
about weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack
chins and a line of jive
He's a mellow old cat, a real hep fat
He be Mister Five by Five
That man can really jump it for a fat man
The only trouble
There is no rat on Fat Joe, you disrespect him right now, that's not good
Your fucking busted man, just tell us this shit
Your fucking baby momma told
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