Lyrics:
bitches, get money the slogan; you looking like jokes told by Joe Rogan
I’m smokin’ on gas and I’m floatin’; if I see snakes in the grass, then I mow ‘em
legs in the air
She want her hair pulled spank her derriere
We interrupted by a phone call
By Joe the player
That boy tell me he got big bricks for sale
before, in my little snapshot album.
The night was dark and the hour was late,
She was kissing her boy by the garden gate,
Wouldn't she love to see page
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
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
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by.
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare,
But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere.
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no
You ain't been to a show
Black Magic by Slayer
Only What the Light Allows vocals by Joe Benson
Cursed
Black magic night
We've been struck down
Down in this Hell
Spells
Cry My Name by Bloodbath
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
You will see
My burning inferno
And there is no way in your wildest dreams
for each man (Damn)
Then I scrapped that, 2 albums are now shelved
A personal hell completely composed by myself (Mmm)
But this one's workin', dropped
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
Once upon a time in a neighborhood not far away
Was a dude named Timothy, he tried to steal a car a day
He kept a screwdriver close by, he did
moi tu peux m'oublier, c'est mort"
Oh la la, les filles
Nan mais Joé, Joé, toujours Joé, vous en avez pas marre un peu d'Joé?
Nan parce qu'à chaque
I'm dead real with it i steppin' in the game
With a dollar and an attitude
And I'm still with it admit it
Joe shitted
On everybody you thought was hot
off the boxes at your front door
Yeah I?m your Average Joe
Never made a ton of money
Just enough to get us by
But the things that make me rich
Is this
And so we gather round Psycho Joe
The quiet loners always blow
Strap him in the chair
And killing bad guys is such fun
Too bad we only captured one
that album
Wouldn't give a chance to it, not a second glance to it
They say he wines to much, he's too bitter
They call it complaining, I call it
Billy Joe McAllister jumped off the Tallahatchi Bridge
And papa said to mumma as she passed around the black eye peas
Well Billy Joe never had a lick
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
Choctaw Ridge
Today Billie Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
Well, Billie Joe
a motherfucker is sippin' on Twitch (what?)
Countin' this money, my thumb just turned blue
Call me Stitch (let's go, ayy)
And this the last song of the album
So I
drinkin' in Boston
Joe's gonna take us home
We don't care 'cause we know we aint alone
'Cause we went drinkin' in Boston
Down by old Fenway
Drinkin' to all
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