Lyrics:
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now
[ chorus ]
[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror
Everybody's out to get me, me, I'm paro off me head 'cause
Everybody's out to get me, me, I'm paro off me head 'cause
Everybody's out to get me,
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD
Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
And people tellin on you that you never saw
Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor
The game over, man everybody wanna snatch
Fat Cat and Alpo
on that Cloud
Hop in the whip and get started
Nigger you know we Audi
Focus
Realest shit ain't no party that can start without me
Pull up and pull up like
know it clap your hands
If you're black, Spanish, white, whatever
Everybody clap your hands
And it's the Puerto Rican rebel
Crank up the treble,
know it clap your hands
If you're black, Spanish, white, whatever
Everybody clap your hands
And it's the Puerto Rican rebel
Crank up the treble,
like that
It ain't hard to tell that Joe is living fat
How I last and surpass any nigga who shows his ass
Is gonna end up getting blast
Run for
your head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they crack through
a friend to me
Fat Joe, he call me literally, put me on a track instantly
Caribbean connection put me all the way up
What goes up must go down, so Thugga
talk?
Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps
Get fix fast by
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
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
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
"Why you sitting down and peeing Nicki?"
"Why don't you stand up?"
That happens to everybody, though
It does
No, Nicki gets it so hard
- pause!
And probably swell up your nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so
Let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head
Do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack
just made it, we gon be raging, throwing hands up to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat
These fuckin' snakes man
Fuckin' up our lives
I'll take a piss in your oil fields
I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo
I wanna run for
that's how the game go (yeah)
Oh no, still grindin it's been seven days
Same clothes (hehe)
Been cookin up til it's
Done and ain't stoppin
Don't get it
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
Gorgonzola, Provolone
Don't even get me started on this microphone
I'm blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka
I'm a super-dooper MC party pooper
On a track so
cheese is gonna make me cry
Gorgonzola, Provolone
Don't even get me started on this microphone
Blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka
I'm
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