Lyrics:
him why they act like that, ay, I don't know)
It's my swag (for some reason all the real niggas love him)
(Even though they girlfriend wanna fuck him,
of Pedophile Porn Playhouse
Is out now
Why don't you stop by next weekend
For a totally, totally, for sure times infinity
Heterosexual snuggles and cuddles binge
that
You know you ain't bad like that
And don't even put on a act
Come from the heart speak facts
Don't even fake no trauma
The disrespect is mad awful
I
something to my spirit
Asked niggas to plug me, they act like they couldn't hear me
Look at me now, driving German engineering
You don't want yo' baby mama
on, Joe Diffie in the background
It's just another Friday night, without you by my side
Don't know how much more I can take, of his Texas sized
around, and catch a motherfuckin suplex
I ? a motherfucker like a shower
Don't test the Puerto Rican power
Fat Joe in the year of ninety-three
on
I know how it feels
To be by yourself
For so long
You act like you're tough
You act like you're cool
You do the wrong stuff
All of the time
You don
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw
drinkin' in Boston
Joe's gonna take us home
We don't care 'cause we know we aint alone
'Cause we went drinkin' in Boston
Down by old Fenway
Drinkin' to all
lockjaw
They ain't got nothin' at all, then we gone
Bro', you lookin' at the gods
In sync, don't blink
I'mma make this country fall
Bro', just watch how I
[Verse 1: Frank Knight]
I’m supreme militant son what you bastards want to know
Just know you can’t G.I. I ain’t the average Joe
More thorough than
come people all act the same
I've been coming up for a while on ya radar
I know I made it jus' by counting up my haters
I got a speed boat get away
they your fam and barely even know ya
I'm a rare MC with culture that don't fuck with many
Don't come to me with that joe shit all fuckin' friendly
I had
would give up everything
Slow down baby
And don't act crazy
Don't you know you can look all you want but you just can't touch? (Just can't touch no)
that I would give up everything
Slow down, baby
And don't act crazy
Don't you know you can look all you want but you just can't touch? (just can't
day I came home i'll probabbly murder my wife
look at them guys, they all look shook and surprise
I don't know why I wrote the book on how to be
ha moshiach, your best move is to see that he'll bless you where you be at
When they test you, how you re-act (How you react huh?)
Shout out to Steven
ha moshiach, your best move is to see that he'll bless you where you be at
When they test you, how you re-act (How you react huh?)
Shout out to Steven
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
early dick
I'm only gettin' up if she's buyin' me Bings
(Haha)
I don't know how to fix this firin' pin
(Woi, woi)
All I know is cock back and fire this
I don't know if we'll make it
I don't know how much we can take
I'm not sure if we fake it
I'm not sure if that's a big mistake
So, hey Joe, whaddya
fucking me to fucking buddy?
Then See me on the street and act like we don't know each other
Shit really hurt my soul it had my mental in the gutter
Smokin
A couple situations just to know that you're pressed
Had to pick at my brain to get some things off my chest
I don't know how to say it but damn i'm obsessed
I know I act cold, I know I act hard
But that don't mean a nigga don't gotta a warm heart
I just don't want no one letting me down
When shit get real
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