Lyrics:
eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win.
Yall can try to stop Miami but this shit will never end.
[Chorus]
One time TS, two times Fat Joe.
I
the foundation
Fat Joe a.k.a. Joey Crack
Niggaz be like he's fat bitches be like he's all that
Motherfuckers know my rep, I never fronted
Niggaz be
, where're you going with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand?
I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady
You know I found
to cry
Wild like a long f***in' ranger
N****z from the South keep one up in the chamber
Lord knows, when your enemy is quittin'
That's why n****z
Hello
Welcome to the first studio album written by Ritzy Umanzor
Exclusively Produced by Taha Beats
Mixed and Mastered By JoeDirtBeats
And including
to direction
Six foot three, wit a manila, complexion
Dance shake, rock, roll
Heav is in the house I got total, control
I'mma inject, respect, collect a fat
the title track of Joe's most recent album, produced in Nashville by Jeremy Redmon. Written by Joe Vasconcelos and Grace Knodt
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh Terror Squad. (TS)
No Limit fam.
Uh TS. (TS)
Yeah yeah yeah uh.
NY to the NO.
Puttin it down like what.
Don
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
game nigga
Hope ya bulletproof
Fat fuck lame nigga
Know who I'm talkin' to
Glad ya man did
You 'bout to get it too
Rest with your fam man
This
Title : Ghetto Model
Artist : Master P f/ Theresa Esclovon
Album : Good Side Bad Side
[Theresa Esclovon]
I see something I want, and poppy that's
You and me, girl - it's just right
So, why do you deny (how you feel?) (Yeah, listen, girl)
You should be up in my arms at night
And by my side
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what time it is
T.S. in the house, yo T.S. in
[Fat Joe]
Uhh, T.S.!
None better (Bronx niggaz, uhh)
Life of a hustler (ha-hah, what'chu know about that?)
Yo, yo, yo
Yo the mind of a hustler
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
you niggaz for less
I got madd coke
Repeat chorus
(Fat Joe:)
Yeah, it's for all
My hustlin' niggaz
All my liquid dime niggaz
All my niggaz
Why'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got
get with Fat Cat and Pappy to do my thing
I'm jus a kid with ambitions and visions of gettin' cream
Ronald Reagan told me "yo Joey jus do ya thing"
untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a n**** wan' buy some things
I start in the hood, I
Yeah, yeah
Yeah I cheat and I fuck other bitches
Y'all just lame sucker-for-love ass niggas
Su.F.L.A.N! Go ahead and spell it out
I gets my love
allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
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