Lyrics:
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
man
The river was his only friend
And the folks didn't understand
The man called Ko-ko Joe
(Ko-ko Joe)
He'd eat monkey meat and mashed potatoes
a showstopper, phantom rocker
All I need's a little help from my friends like Joe Cocker
Hip-hopera, got you non-stop, so call the doctor
Operate on the beat
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
Do it like tony did
Long hair bad lil bitch
Cocker spaniel
Two tenderoni chicks
Put a hater on my list
Put a hater on my list and
Checkmate
Checkmate
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
boom
And everybody room at Smokey Joe?s Cafe
They said be careful - that chick belongs to Smokey Joe
And from behind the counter - I saw a man
boom
And everybody room at Smokey Joe?s Cafe
They said be careful - that chick belongs to Smokey Joe
And from behind the counter - I saw a man
Here's a little story bout a man named Joe
Joe got up decided he got to go
Joe took out upon the road
Seein' things he ain't never know'd
Chasing
offer credit cards
Joe sponsored legislation made it harder for consumers
To find relief from debts by simply filing chapter 7
And the big banks were so
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
at me my heart went boom
Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Said 'Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe'
]From behind
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
[Fat Joe]
Coca! Krills!
{A-A-A-Al-Al-Al-Al-Alchemist}
Uh hun, uh hun, shit,
My mind playin tricks, my mind playin tricks...
Uh! I don't give a fuck,
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck
on the outside he knows
Low man on the totem's
Wearing giveaway clothes
Joe he fights the good fight
He wears a white uniform
The waiters are all artists
Eye Joe?
Years gone by, we've all grown old
And I'm still talking about Cotton Eye Joe
Left me with an empty heart
I wish I'd known right from
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
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