Lyrics:
your dreams
For me the God architects for the seeds
Listen, uh
Pencil me in as The Great Fat Hope
You heard right, my nigga I'm pure coke (uh)
I've been
Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it
If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it
I may be skinny at times but I'm fat full 'a rhymes
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
roll
Stuck by me close
When they went ghost
She be on go
You can have my soul
My trap baby
My trap baby
Condos
Picture use taking that baecation
Top
Ha ha, I'm back!
This shit like ridin' a bike baby
Hey, shout out to Fat Joe and Scott Storch
It's Dax! Ha ha!
They say I remix songs, cause I can't
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Well, let the geek in the pink take a stab at it
If you like the way I'm thinkin', baby, wink at it
I may be skinny at times, but I'm fat full 'a
the smell of pot, though I rock a steady job and a side part, and by the way, sidebar, I already have a side part, my fault, have to try harder to be hip
mixed with GI Joe
The outcome is Mask with the storyline to go
Led by Matt Tracker, trust he's got a plan
With the Mobile Armored Strike Kommand
VENOM in
on the ?
That ass thicker than a mo'fucker
Her mama bad, I tryna hit it that's a motherfucker
In that Mausoleum looking like Selena
And I'm Fat Joe, Don
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
of the game, that flood the state
In a stretch Phantom, with more Windows than Bill Gates
(Chorus)
(Nelly)
Uhh, uhh, Joey Crack!
(Fat Joe)
Yeah,
sipping
Trap ain't dead all ya'll niggas tripping
Listen to me baby come on listen
I got Boogies and they glisten
Some my people out that prison
Different
It's 2AM in the morning and it's uh
Light showers and you're probably hookin' up with that girl
That's been, two-wayin you all week
Her baby
served the whiskey
She was a big old friendly girl.
And she tried to fight her empty nights
By smilin' at the world.
And she said "Hey Bub, It's been
me, shoot it in like you Kobe No, no one can do it better than that Listen to me baby, like it slow like that Come here, come here, Papi
Lemme sit you
Quinoa! Quinoa
Come back inside
Fight with sarcasm and tact
Let's listen to Pitchfork, and talk this over
A totally deck cuppa joe
You can't fit in by
back 'til fall
If I find me a good lookin' woman
Oh, Lord, I won't be back at all
It's a true
Listen, I'm goin', alright
Somebody told me about 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
Gifts for some guy that she dating, still shot
Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that
But man she had an ass so fat
You couldn't palm it with
chill like Diamond Joe, by any means, get it quickly
I'ma side with anybody that be ridin' with me, Vacation overseas, all these losers ain't gon' see me
about her before
About ten years ago she was lying on my bedroom floor
Her pants around her ankles saying come on baby give me more
So I asked fat
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
And be kinda sensitive about it and say
"Oh my god, you're really fat!"
Live and let live, baby
That's the cornerstone
The very essence of my
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