Lyrics:
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
to only what I label
I ain't the kinda guy who carry out for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm jus' everyday, merry-way Joe
just wanna rock!
Don't enter brown gates or you can ge-ge-get!
Listen up gays even butt holes ain't safe!
Oh baby! Yeah baby!
Listen up gays even butt
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
tellin' mommy
Hallelujah, Jesus Christ, but I'm with a thousand ahkis
Came up from sellin' pussy, free my nigga Joe Exotic
She said she can feel it in
the backseat of a dream
Cause sooner or later he'll find out
She's been riding with the King
And wanna know Who
Who
Who Da Baby Daddy
Well she told Joe
Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald
Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh
Backstabbers, parasites, slanderers, politics
F AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST HOW REAL IT IS (oh shit)
Fat booties, baby mamas, twins, triplets
F AROUND AND FIND OUT
business , No mighty joe
No ain’t no witness , they gotta go , fuk all that talking they gotta go , let that bitch rip yea they gotta go go
I ain’t gone
bust as well Joe
Check the mic
Make sure it sounds right boy
Check the mic
Make sure it sounds right boy
Listen to the beat
and the funky funky rhymes
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
Joe crawl back, for real
Nowadays they all the same
Enhanced body parts, smaller brains
They don't get a hi in fact
Mums the word, baby girl, it's
wanna make it rain down on you, fat Joe
You know, before you go, let me get you up out your stilettos
in a VIP private suite, baby
Yeah
Cause you know
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
on the sidewalk while the coppers watch
You need to listen when I talk, so pop a squat
Influenced by the one who finished off Papa Doc
My flow and his beat is
the meat, she gotta go (yeah)
We eat the beef like a fat ho (uh-huh)
Choppa make 'em lean back like Fat Joe (lean back)
Get you wacked, nigga, that's what
they heads open and everything
Anything that we saw, garbage cans
No, you know, you know the, yo, yo, no
Listen, Joe, Joe, Joe, you know that truck
That
Dis Dat Phat Mack
Just checked my bank account and hit the cabbage patch
Feeling like Fat Sacks
Personal lottery lil baby stand back
Like Dre
Listen up niggas I'm tired of you lames
I'm hungry and you looking
Like entire food chains and uh
It's to the point that I ain't
Even got to try hard
[Chorus]
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat cars and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz
with it
Make a toast for hours, for all the money and power
The right division, don't never let corns get it, drama
[Chorus 2X]
[Fat Joe]
Pass
di girl and mek dem bawl out fi Jah Jah
(Yo, sim simma) and ah me got di girls dem power
(Sim simma) yeah, we cool and Mya sing by di hour now
I
Growing up I was savage shy but still A savage
Watching pac on dvd I told myself I Had to have it
Momma told me to stop but it turnt To a habit
Told
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