Lyrics:
like is that one
Shid ion even know but I gat sumn
Phone call to Joe like Im back son
He said run that back like it's track one
Gang big steppas got
sixteen
To tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em so I need more than a sixteen
See I'm the only son of Mary and Joe
So I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh, my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun, we'll
news this mornin'", hmm
"From Choctaw Ridge", yeah
"This morning Billie Joe MacAllister jumped
Off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Well, papa said to Mama
Laissez-moi vous raconter l’histoire de Bill
Et de son duel avec Joe
Leurs mains suspendues
Font des ombres hésitantes
Le moment est tendu
Qui
on a falling star
Waitin' for the early train
Sorry boy, but I've been hit by purple rain
Aw, come on Joe, you can always change your name
Thanks a lot son
What's to be done with a prodigal son?
Welcome him home with open arms
Throw a big party, invite your friends
Our boy's come back home
When
yeah
hold up check
bizzzthat
yall ready
ha
you Can’t pass me Joe Montana you can’t pass me Joe Montana you can’t pass we Joe Montana you can’t pass
Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh
Son of a gun we'll have big
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
They just called him Billy Bayou
Non ho tempo (tempo)
Ventisette, Joe, Joe
Ehi, ah
Non ho tempo
Non ho te, sei lontana, ti ho perso
Tra 'sti guai, come mai son diverso?
Sesto
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, gonna
My mama done tol' me when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, "Son
A man'll sweet talk and give ya the big eye
But when the sweet talkin's
A dust cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down
And he heard again his mother's words
Don't take your guns to town son...
Bill was raged and Billy Joe
[Chorus]
Nothing's gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Ay yo I walk the walk, talk the talk
New York
Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh
Son of a gun we'll have big
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
So they just called him Billy
My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done tol' me, " Son a woman'll sweet talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet
Nigga, uh, uh, uh
Put a bitch on a bitch and a bitch on a strip
Extra chips with the dip, extra clips for the stick
They my sons, Joe Jackson, come
Star in my hand
It's a quarter for the jukebox boys
Play the Sons of the Mother Lovin' Bunkhouse Band
You ask me what I like about Texas
It's the big
hiphop
Tengo África en los mcs en el Joe y su son
Tengo áfrica en bambaataa y el San Pacho de Quibdó
Tengo África en Petronio y en Esteban con su voz
My mama done told me when I was in knee-pants
My mama done told me, she said Son
A woman will sweet-talk ya, she'll give you the big eye
But when
like crack
To the son of Joe Biden (Cough Cough)
Pro rhymin', I been flowin' like Poseidon
I crash while I'm ridin' the beat with no license (Err)
I'm
Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll
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