Lyrics:
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
Well, Billie 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
And mama said it was
I say i'm know longer average joe
More Life, Yeah,
I’m know longer a average joe
I didn’t make the honor role
I jus wanna be honorable Yeah,
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
And mama said it was
scrutiny
Dashing out of arena surrounded by security
And groupies roaming lobbies just ain't fun no more
They stalking as hobbies and I ain't gon' run no
Salt Lake, Joe," says I to him
Him standing by my bed
"They framed you on a murder charge"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead"
Joe never had a lick of sense pass the biscuits please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow
And mama said it was a shame about
look lame
Without them Joe podcast don't sound the same (it don't)
They got they own podcast now, I don't know the name (uh)
It ain't no Drink Champs
"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
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
And mama said it was
"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"
And Mama said it was
a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat
"Well, Billie 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"
Mama said it was
Now Gypsy was my little dog I found by the road in a ditch
And so I named him Gypsy cause that name just seemed to fit
Oh and Joe he was my man he was
Reindeers dancing in the wind
I'm nodding off to sleep
But I feel a gentle tap
And hanging by the door
I see that red and white cap
Looks like he's back
Fat Joe feat. Noreaga
Misery Needs Company
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo, yo, one's for the cash, two's for my facilty
three's for
"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
"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
"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
high
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s
Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave
Get my shopping done for
Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I gotta plow"
And mama said it was shame about
a Sundays ride
Oh! Poor Wallabi Joe
Ooh poor Wallabi Joe
Oh poor Wallabi Joe
Oh oh oh poor Wallabi Joe
I'm weary of a galloping now he cried
I wish I
everything
Aged 16 She was never full grown
She was in a family Now she's got one of her own
Two kids Even worse Two little girls
Two more of herThat's
everything
Aged 16 She was never full grown
She was in a family Now she's got one of her own
Two kids Even worse Two little girls
Two more of herThat's
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