Lyrics:
I can't believe that it's real,
The way that you make me feel.
A burning deep down inside,
A love that I cannot hide.
Our love is you and me
to Joe hello
Hey this is the crack house
Welcome to the crack house
Mean I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house
This is a problem this is not music
being about 250, when you're 15 years old
That's what real life's about
Hey yo, fat people are hard to kidnap
So if you're fat and you're all in this
I can't believe that it's real,
The way that you make me feel.
A burning deep down inside,
A love that I cannot hide.
Our love is you and me
shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
, hey well this is real as it gets
Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh!
Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh!
This is real as it gets
Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh!
Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh!
This is real
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
(Fat Joe!) Another wild nigga from the Bronx!
[Fat Joe]
Aww shit, what we have here
Ninety-three and it's a brand new year
My name is Fat Joe I got shit
[Chorus: ~Lil Kim~]
My lips is thick
My hips is curvy
My body sick
I like it dirty
Work it baby [x3]
Hurt me baby
[Fat Joe:]
I got you moaning
And I came to have fun, here homie
(what else?)
And I came wit a ton of money (but)
Don't get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man
for the last twenty years
If you real mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Yeah and it is what it
Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here
It's Uncle Joe, peep while the story is told
Look like I'm the last nigga to know I got old
Which is
(Rok on the track, yeah)
High top socks with Gucci flips
Her ass fat, but is it real?
Stuff my jeans with nothin' but blue strips
And my pants
serious)
You thought I'd let you have this shit (what?)
You thought this rap shit was yours? (uh-uh! uh-uh!)
You motherfuckers done lost your mind
Real hot girl shit
Ah, ayy (Buddah bless this beat)
I've got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth (I don't give a fuck)
And my shit so
for the last twenty years
If you real mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Yeah and it is what it
zone is for loading and unloading only.
If you gotta load or unload, go to the white zone...
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was
she be doin' ain't shit
Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
That's real conversation for yo'
[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
she be doin' ain't shit
Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
That's real conversation for yo'
I can't believe that it's real,
The way that you make me feel.
A burning deep down inside,
A love that I cannot hide.
Our love is you and me
you keep it real where you from
Cause where you at might put da dagger in yo back its like livin wit yo homey dat
Be on crack and fat my niggas know my
competition can't digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough
I start feeling like shit's sour
The electricity in my will power could still power
Ooh, mmm
Yeah, uh, uh
Fat Joe and the R
That shit y'all
Breakin' shit down
Shake that, funky, funky, funky
Yeah
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh
I
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