Lyrics:
glass on the floor And everyone there's a star If you want to get high You gotta get low Take your life in your hands And get down to Joes If you want
We're gunna have to call in
GI Jane
You better run run
She's got a gun gun
Growing up wanted to play with
Barbies
Had GI Joes buildin' armies
Then
We not Andy Roddicc but we servin our foes
Baccdraft got the competition standin on toes
We not your Average Joes but the baddest with flows
All you
had never seen before
At least I never saw her down at Smokey Joe?s Cafe
And it scared me when she sat right down next to me
Her knees were almost
had never seen before
At least I never saw her down at Smokey Joe?s Cafe
And it scared me when she sat right down next to me
Her knees were almost
Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
All the kids would line up super early just to eat.
Monday: Hot Dog
a place
So close to home
He's eating lonely tonight
Not no barbecue no
Welcome to Joes Barbecue
But I don't see any barbecue
Oh no
And I was promised
Came
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Just sittin' diggin' all the scenes at Smokey Joes's Cafe
A chick came walkin' through
Giusto così
Perché mi va non perché mi conviene
Oggi sei da solo Joes tu come stai
Non mi va bene ma almeno procede
Giriamo un pit
Giriamo un film
Così
You was in the trap, gettin hawked like St. Joes
How you gone talk like that
You ain't even right, you wack, and you straight told
It wasn't none
Thursday-Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a bag
Friday was Pizza Day
The best day of the week
All the kids would line up super early just to eat
Monday-Hotdog
Side by side there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin' the boat that's us
The Redneck Yacht
ya the reason why
Every floor in Old Joes's house
Is filled with chicken pie
Old Joe Clark he did take sick
And what do ya think ailed him?
He
the reason why
Every floor in Old Joes's house
Is filled with chicken pie
Old Joe Clark he did take sick
And what do ya think ailed him?
He drank a churn
the reason why
Every floor in Old Joes's house
Is filled with chicken pie
Old Joe Clark he did take sick
And what do ya think ailed him?
He drank a churn
Hahaha
Shit
Yeah, damn (COUPE)
This motherfucker hittin'
Bitch got me high
Yeah, yeah
I got G.I. Joes, big gun, bitch, and we burnin' shit,
joes,
Well lemme drink my whiskey,
lemme sip it slow,
lemme drink my whiskey,
lemme sip it slow.
Verse 1:
I've had a long day, I aint tryna fuck with
Hona for sabi rolls
That shit closed right now, yea we stuck in the house
And I ain’t in the mood for no sloppy joes
I throw on sum Tyga it brings out
made built from the struggle
I'ma Gogetta
I'm good either way it goes
PVO fuck wit weak hoes
PVO fuck wit average joes
PVO i keep it hunnit nuthin
guitar
By the pool bar
Stoke the fire we can go all night
Just your average Joes
Going Blow for blow
With a couple cold cans of Coors Light
Ain't messin'
right back
Y’all can have these hoes
Pop mo bottles than average Joes
Fuck mo models than Diddy
I just want the money
I don’t love
I dont love shit but
there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular joes, rockin' the boat that's us
The Redneck Yacht Club
Bermuda's,
Yeah that's pretty hoe
We was just some average joes
That's for the fo fos
Then we ball hard like tokounmpo
I just blow that bitch like I'm propane
I
the lies
Chasing this bag a bitch gonna have to call a cab
Know it could be worse shit really and that bad
Trader joes
Trader hoes
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