Lyrics:
Tonight, I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't
knew goons since my childhood
Niggas say anything in they raps 'cause it sound good
Don't even mean what they say, horrible outlook
Y'all ain't really
until the clock strikes ten,
It`ll all start happening then.
Baby, just you wait and see.
We can have a little party, laugh and sing and everything,
I
about your face,
Or if your name is even Santa Claus or Joe.
I'll be right at home if they leave me alone.
That's why I only operate at night time.
and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on
[Fat Joe]
Now mami, let's get serious, 'cause by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
keep on blowing
Winds of change keep on blowing
Bob Dylan sang about the winds of change
Blowing, it's all blowing, the winds of change
on the piano
Good mornin' Joe
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge washed out at the bottom of the hill
The big creek's up
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
it when I passed you
There's an ache in you
Put there by the ache in me
But if it's all the same to you
It's the same to me
So we could call it
high it's getting harder to eat
Joe doesn't mind because it's all by design
He's delivering us to the end of the line
Sleep on sleepy Joe
You don't care
GOIN' DOWN ROCKIN'
WRITERS TONY JOE WHITE, LEANN WHITE
One foot on the mountain, the other one in the stream All kinds of trouble and I'm caught in
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
Talk about a lousy weekend
Couldn't find a single friend friend
Had my heart set on disappointment
Up walks a super Joe Joe
Asks me how my day go
him drinking all the time
Please don't sell my daddy no more wine no more wine
He may be no good but he's still mine
Late one night in Old Joe's
to you Instrumental That's all I wanna do Please think about it (Think about it) I'm no good without it (Think about it) Please think about it (Think about
"Let's make a lots of money
And worry about it later"
Ooh-oh, I'll never understand
Ooh-oh, complete control, let me see your other hand
I don't
good to me so far)
Got friends on Facebook, all over the world
Not sure what that means, they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade, I even
I've been lately thinking about my life's time
All the things I've done and how it's been
And I can't help believin' in my own mind
I know I'm
robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay (uh)
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre
I just sat down to watch the game
When I heard the doorbell ring
An' I wondered who in the world it could be
Through the peephole, all that I saw
he's no threat
He's just trying to pay his debt
On a credit card, you bet it's hard
All them bills he can't cover yet
It's about an average joe
Average
me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
It took us seven hours and I guess
We must have drunk a case of beer
I guess I ought
what you get for your money?
It seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up
Then I'm movin' out
I'm movin'
sure what that means, they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaque
I'd hang it up, but the frame is all cracked
I'm
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