Lyrics:
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Want pockets fat and bigger than Joe, that's two puns
No pun intended if broke n****s is offended
I'm just slowly hopin', my words comprehended
Clarity,
crew
So what you do, is back up if you work for Bush
Cause all the Presidential prison pushin politicians
gotta get MUSHED, gimme back my land you
get thirsty beer thirty
Yeah we crack em wide open
Air and opportunity is
Wide open where the creek so deep
Man that fat hog smoking
Come on down I’ll
on full
& they fat like Joe
So who GAF what u think
My Niggas shoot before u blink
Randolph jus hit up my line lets go up again
He one dat I can lean
[Fat Joe]
Whattup JuJu?
Uhh whattup Beatnuts?
All them Dominicans in Corona
Bobbito Stretch my nigga Funk Flex
This is
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
gettin' cash with it
Pretty face, slim waste, fat ass with it.
[CHORUS-Repeats]
(Trick Daddy) VERSE3: See I can tell by yo' smile
Girl you got yo' freak
a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
Car got gadgets, my
the civil case
The giant civil case also coming your way if I choose
You'll be like the Fat OJ
The Fat OJ
It'll be sensational - I'll even get you a white
Guy on DVD here in this section
What do you mean that I gotta catch up? They're on season 18 now
Fuck, I just started getting The Cleveland Show, I
a wild animal
When he get's hungry then it's robbery season
Beaten up as a child
So he likes to hurt people, he don't need a reason
He thought them man
25/8 I a never let the bag go
Just beccuz u flexxxin on the Gram don't make you bad h**
Choppas make a n**** lean back Like he fat joe
Never had
fiend,
Bring my camera to the movies and I put em on BT,
Back all that stolen content up on DVD-ROMs,
'Cuz my tip's been piracy since I dropped out my
and sweats
[Lil' Flip]
And down south sucka free got the game sewed up
Down south everybody sayin man hold up
[Lil' Flip]
Down south all we do is ride
Everybody knows that down at old Joe's
He's icing them long necks down
Dusting them stools off, racking them pool balls
'Bout to turn the closed
What you mean hip hop is dead
How the hell is hip hop dead and it's a billion dollar industry
Everybody's eating right now of the culture fam
I mean
the game
they suffer from delusions of grandeur
Don't get caught with your pants off (don't)
Now we run hard, you got extorted 'cause you ran soft
Hole
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
Okay, I think by now we've established
Everything is inherently worthless
And there's nothing in the Universe.
With any kind of objective purpose
alive, even though ti's crazy
all the way up, like fat joe yo, even though I'm quick, I always move slow
slipped through lane, and missed the elbows, I
First the fat boys break up ,everyday i wake up
I turn into a fat boy I gotta get my cake up
Gotta appetite that could feed half Jamaica
I know
problem, Joe?
Let's break out the Hennessy
Everybody, smack a bitch around
From here to Tennessee
Now let us see which Dirka Dirka
Wants another round with
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