Lyrics:
du dum
N we B2k so we bu bu bump
The party Joe budden when pu pu pump
Lil mama lost for words she uh uh uh
N she got knees like Meg yeah she got knees
you play who?
You getting smacked yo
Always getting paid, I'm blessed the stream of cash flow
Yesterday's price went up
Word to Fat Joe
Blast foes,
One in the chamber and that one is pointed at your mind
Tony Stark, I'm the man that's gon be toting iron
Leave you leaning back like Fat Joe sat
said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
here, over here
Over here, over here
Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus
Flow prestigious
Stackin' money and playing the field man like Regis
travel wit ah century
Verse:
Mi nah go even drop meh guard
Mi nah go even fuck around ah still tongue keep ah wise head an ah wise head would keep ah
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
at the stock market
And he did
Because guess what
A lot of people die
And a lot more are going to die unless he gets a lot smarter about it
Did you use the word
be like shooooom
If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be like hell nah
If I was a hotties thong I'd be like ahh
If I was a cuss word I'd just be like, fuck
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
other way to word it got my feelings scurred and
By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
Plaid class
wie mich
Denn ich wuchs auf mit Ice Cube, Fat Joe und Big L
Und will schnell, ganz nach oben, sie sagten, der Himmel
Ist das Limit, ich seh den Strom
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
Before you stab me in the back
Make you a bitch faster
Dig you a ditch after
Under root's
So they cant find you
Im rollin this tree so fat
You know that
I
needs patience
Those were
Wise words from an omen
Which idolized
Prior to the birth of I am
Stood tall, he was my icon
Perfect highlight of what I am n
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
on my eyes
I use these shades to see through lies
Reading up I'm getting wise
Frying chicken only thighs
Pressure makes diamonds pressure makes coal
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
Weezy F Baby,Weezy, haha! yah!
I got them (sirin)sittin on them joe buttons in the
corner straight jumpin B**** I cant hear nuthin but
i might do da
left, I see bad hoes on my right
And they like shots, shots, shots, shots
Loso bring a box Cîroc
Mac gonna bring some OG and we gonna party, la-di-da
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