Lyrics:
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
Kept us up all night, always bitchin' and cryin'
I was still slingin' fast, the "Flow Joe" came out
Things changed, wasn't the same, wanted to hang out
gunna still put their hands on the air
HBOOGZ
Put your hands up in the air,
We don’t give a rass but we ere,
People wanna talk who’s ere,
Manna shut
the gun
I just don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so so cold
What's wrong with me
Everything's so cold
On a slab in the morgue
But
catch them slipping in the Ali
I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe
One scram, two man on a Kawasaki
Bouncers didn't wanna let me in the club cah' they're
fearin' the pen, 'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!
[Forte' - Verse One]
Yo, Call my lawyer
They ran up on me son,
a thing for me,
I'm gonna tell ya how much you mean to me,
You never know, you might like this Joe.
Just give me a chance to show my worth
I don't have
KRS…yeah, this is it right here
Let me warm up on this
Knowledge Reigns Supreme
I’m a teacher to my people
They won’t leave me alone
With
that does right by me.
She might be the best suck in the Mountians,
Ten times a week, but shit, who's counting?
I'm astounded by the things she does,
for a day, princess by dawn
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
England! Get those hands up in the air
Sugar and spice and everything nice
I hit a lick without my mans
Plus I bust a nigga ass
Don't give a fuck he throw a flag (Hold up)
Try to run I blow a hole through yo' ass
I was stolo
and they still suck
I guess that’s what happens when you give babies a thumbs up
Racism stories we are to be blamed they don’t know our part
Life is
fuckers better duck
And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no fucks about how many Tech
deep!
The girl is deep!
Iiiiiit's got to be deep!
Deep!
(i saw you only Friday, joe, and just let me say, )
The boy is deep!
(...tried to take me
nancy is my wife cause she is the bomb
(hey don't forget about me in this roll call)
joe is my brother who is standing tall
together there as powerful
the fifth,
Without givin' up no cocker food stamps.
I know they want it, but smokin' for free, I don't condone it.
Don't put your crusty lips on it if you
and that's fo sho Yuh! Ay!
*Yawn* can we wrap this up soon?
I mean, I'll still be spitting gas on this track that I crafted when I snooze
So don't get
of kindness
Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you
Shoo, shoo, shoo
Shoo,
and then get of the street
Y'all remember, you'll never give the money and the dope to me
Cause I won't give a shee to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss
Go to Deuteronomy
Let me tell you something
GOD says he gives us the ability to get wealth
He created money He created gold He created silver
He
someone fucking jizzed on the lid
It's a little bit of Joe pubic hair in his shit
Shit fard, fucking barred by the plunger
Fucking fard like it's thunder
Ho's hate, so I walk by slow-mo
You can't derail my mojo
You niggas suck no homo
We blow joe, we blow up what
Blow joe, blow joe, blow joe, blow joe
The woman is obsessed with me
I'd have done it (I'd have done it)
No one could stop it
I'd have done it (I'd have done it)
Team Joe Exotic
I'd have
Joe's and these Hoes cause they be snitching
Slump we just started on a mission we ain't finish
We coming from them rags and we going to them riches
Don't
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