Lyrics:
Ah, yeah
Da Fat Gangsta
You gotta flow, Joe, you gotta flow, Joe
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know, Joe
You gotta flow, Joe, you
wood grain
19's gon' be turning, got the wood sternin
Joe in the back got the chronic and it's burning
Smoking chronic leaf optimo, big Po-yo
Sippin
wood grain
19's gon' be turning, got the wood sternin
Joe in the back got the chronic and it's burning
Smoking chronic leaf optimo, big Po-yo
Sippin
Temptations
Dawg I'm all out of state, doin' a dance they neva seen dat
I ain't Fat Joe but snap yo' fingers then you lean back
Lean wit it, rock wit it
Lean
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
itchin, boys steady wishin
Talkin down on a nigga name
Ima hit the boulevard grippin wood grain
19's gone be turnin, got the wood sternin
Joe in the back
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
Watatatang, watatatang, tang
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Does anybody know Joe
This is death to Fat Joe, birth of Cook
Sing to 'em
Ayy, rock left rock right, you can get that shit
Lean back like Fat Joe and snap your wrist back
Gangsters don't dance (nah)
They lean wit' it rock,
Ayy, rock left rock right, you can get that shit
Lean back like Fat Joe and snap your wrist back
Gangsters don't dance (nah)
They lean wit' it rock,
Lemme tell ya 'bout Kyle's momma
Straight out of tailor, Joe C.
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch, she's the biggist bitch I know
and she stinks like
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
Spit facts like my teeth leak venom
These rats we eat like dinner
Lean back, lean back, fat joe when I'm whipping
Eyes open looking right at the mirror
Joe C.: Kyle's mama is a big fat bitch
She's tha biggest bitch I know
And she stinks like shit
Remember back in tha day when she was skinny
Now she
Thrown in together by life's crazy whims
That pepper and salt like their unshaven chins
CHORUS:
Harry and Joe lean to and fro
They lean on each other
when you that dope
Call the popo Boi I got dope
Tryna make a millie shit ifani though
Then i lean back like fat joe
200si camry, my nigger's ball like
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
Get the money and respect yeah I need that
Back when Joe was fat holla lean back
Smell the kush in the air where the weed at
The way you holla with
Yeah
Need that... ooo, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, whoa
Big blunts make you lean back (Fat Joe)
House in the hills, I need that (need that)
nigga!
Show Big-Pun love! Uh!
Yeah! Uh! Yo!
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe]
I don't give a fuck about'cha faults, or mishappenins, nigga.
We from Da Bronx, New York...
Fat Joe
And that bitch, Remy Martin
We thuggin'
You know the rest
Got the tank top on that show the vest
I know some chickens that be
[Featuring Noreaga]
intro: [police sirens]
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo yo one's for the cash two's for my facilty
pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do
Why you mad? why you mad bro?
Lean back nigga fat joe
You know I’m just tryna get the bag yo
We like lol to the bank though
True talk (Yeah)
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