Lyrics:
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
tryna visit
Tired of people acting like I won a lotto ticket
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'ma go get it by any
'em with the crack pot
Then I'm 'finna beat 'em in the parking lot
As they forgot that my alter ego can hit a jackpot
From a one shot slot machine
I
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
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
Speak on it man
Verse 1-Fat Joe
This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas
for all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
Frayser Boy album, "Me Being Me"
Came out a couple of months ago, so get that, with that single
The hit, "I Got That Drank" on it, it's goin' down
Comin'
show you where this dirty shotgun goes
Mad like six green mean joe's
If i'm a little crazy i think it already shows
Because i talk about anything that
my soul today but I still gotta dump this yay making plays like junior seau Joe yeah he
In better shape hit in a new whip Joe shinning phone ring flip
Yeah, my name's Joseph, but I'm
Not your average Joe, though
I will murk your whole team when I solo
Cause I'm massive in the game
You're a midget in
the industry is soul hunting
Take a look at Joe Budden
Shoulda won a gold something
Then the Grammy's hit and they presented it with no pumping
Made a diss
the title track of Joe's most recent album, produced in Nashville by Jeremy Redmon. Written by Joe Vasconcelos and Grace Knodt
Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the person
So by the time I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction, you deny you
some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest
Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
Fat Joe, get breaded
Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
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
option number 5
She Holly, and I'm her Tommy, her wallet is full of Johnnies
Honestly, I'm appalled by the cash she bring around me, yeah
What's a flex? I
cold fishin' by the lake
Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's
have to force me outta this chair daddy
Come on let's get physical, grab me by my hair daddy
Now fuck me hard Joe, fuck me in the ass Joe
Go in on me dry
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