Lyrics:
'm black already
Your pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three n****s with me, me myself and I
God don't like ugly, you should testify
My T-shirt come
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Fucking running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
(Seek and Destroy)
Searching,
and never late
Breakfast hot right on your plate
Even when my days are cold
I always love driving back home
Sitting by the burning fireplace
With my kind
dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't f*** with Kris!"
This is just one style, out of many
Like a piggy bank, this is one penny
My brother's name is
the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (Notorious)
All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes
Raw
F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for now
For no formidable fights I've been formed to forget
For Pharoahe fucks familiar foes first
Before fondling female
shaka day, I'm violent j, and I'm back like a
Vertebrae.
And I come with a hat full of tricks,
Trunk full of faygo, car full of fat chicks.
Ha ha-ha
enjoy that? Ha ha haha
Care Package 3, Omarion 2016
Andumm, you see I ain't f@cking playing
So, you know? Enjoy
The reason this album is coming
Maybach
grown, and I got dreams of my own
My whole team on the throne, living like kings out of Rome...It's on!
[Forte' - Chorus 2x]
[Fat Joe - Verse 3]
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
albums wrong, yea
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus track
You think my album's whack
But I got a bonus track
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus
the track when I'm fired up
Erry body I jack I show respect so
On that note fat joe peep this step
(Spanish)
Hook:
Me and my team so mean
we just doing our
Romantic sensational salsa with the big band sound.
Born in Colombia but now London-based, Roberto Pla is one of the most sought-after timbal players
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
participated I'm like f*** all them other kids
Like I don't owe you child s*** when I make it big
But a little respect, f*** what y'all really expect
Never
bitches
Down ass hoes that'll grind that dough
Catch me with another chick and beat 'em down to a pulp
It's the FAT, to the, JOE
Drink Cris' with
F*** all you n****s I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano f*** a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
the light was bright on the (ave)
I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev
He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
His wife became
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
check to see how my album's doing today
The group L-M-F-A-O goes double platinum hey!
I got a party, man
That's how I live
So I take an elevator
the light was bright on the (ave)
I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev
He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
His wife became
tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It's just a Dangerous thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police
home and puff a fat bag of sess 'til I'm gone
You got this nigga frontin' like he the main event
When his album ain't even last long, it came and went
dum
Peng i min pung, den er kendt for at vær tung
I går var det Four Four, i dag er det cabri
Stjerner i det loft, jeg kan næsten ik fat det (what)
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