Lyrics:
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of stones'
It's a whole lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones
Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just
good jokes contain some truth tho
You can run it by Cole I ain't playin
In fact if I gotta put it plain the fact is that I've been
Having nic withdrawals
in love
But it’s time to fall in line
And Joe Biden, Joe Biden
Joe Biden’s gonna do just fine
The Russians don’t want you voting
In person or by mail
throwing bullets like Brett Favre
Getting trap money and rap money
So we pulling up in the best cars
Ay juice, 'Vette pass by and you know that's me
White
hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Yeah uh,
a hundred shots
Shoot a the bitches by Mr Skippa
I was at her top
Bought a pocket rocket auto cocker
Clear the block Serge Iback
Super kick like Shawn
So one two three four five
Put that big ol' thing in drive
I'ma take everybody by surprise when you start hearin' this shit worldwide
All it takes
ooh
It's just me and mister Johnny me and mister Joe
Me and mister Johnny me and mister Joe
Me and mister Johnny me and mister Joe
Don't need nobody
Get down to a flow in sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in
sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in the heat of the mic
Get down
Fire Smoke I'm High Joe
Eyes Low Smoke Somethin
I Just Want To Smoke Somethin
Roll A J And Float Son
Fired Up And Pass It Around
When It's Done Got
You see every driver in
Here knows Big Joe, but let me
Tell you what happened just 10 years
Ago, yea it was 10 years ago
Out there at that cold
where you flagged him down
There was a bus load of kids, comin' from town
And they were right in the middle, when Big Joe topped the hill
It could have
stab a man, it's just a song
"Then can't we all get along?" We can't, bitch
I stay high, off of the bombest cannabis
"Can I get a hit?" Nah-nah, you
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
it yourself
I'm done with this shit ya getting the belt
it's time to go Joe I'll see you in Hell
You just killed him what the fuck did you do
then
(Killah BH)
Uh oh, It's that time again, It's been too long, It's family reunion
(Joe Budden)
Mic check, mic check
(Killah BH)
We
for Big Joe
He was a friend of a friend
Bruno and the big trucker stopped by to hang low
That's when I got to meet Big Joe
It was just a few days ago
for Big Joe
He was a friend of a friend
Bruno and the big trucker stopped by to hang low
That's when I got to meet Big Joe
It was just a few days ago
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
you step just like a camper
I pass, the popcorn, the mix I drop on the mic
gon', have you hummin my song, all the way home
It's cool and as long,
up the chatta
Heat up ya mat'ta, then go stick her daughter
I oughta, Joe Cocker your opera
Crowd rock ya, I make you scream 'Oooh ah ah!'
I,
eating
The flesh of your dead brother
By the words of Allah
Ring the alarm you ain't asleep and
Time's robbed a collage
An Illustrative conceptual
Montage
It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's got a smile that makes the lilacs want to grow
He's got a way that makes the angels heave
.jpg/300px-Joe_Pass_(jazz).jpg "Joe Pass")
.jpg/300px-Jarvis_Cocker_(2012).jpg "Jarvis Cocker")
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