Lyrics:
y'all why.
He drips personality.
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe.
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
the winter
I was type to break the rules
She was gone by December
Listen to my tracks back to back
Classics never aged
Feel like Adesanya in the cage, I'm
on me
My time's finally come
I can't say too soon
In an '88 Regal with the Snowgoons (riding)
Boston to the European Union
Does your album have room
and mixed two
Thirds of 'The White Album' for one week
George Matin relinquished his seat
In the room so that he could
Take a holiday and, consequently
His
fucking with the overbite boss
I'll pull up on your block wavin' a torch
Leave a corpse on your porch
It's killas in the room
I smell Erykah Badu's incense
Hi and welcome to the Green Room[00:04.32]Where I'll be sharing the story[00:05.97]Behind each song in this album[00:08.05]I released one song
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
then. Eh? What do you mean,
stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner,
would I?
nervous
Maybach infront the club
Parked crooked on purpose
Now ladies my Mercedes Maybach
Probably hold six in the back
And three if ya fat
Probably hold
for my kids yo
Cop my mom the fat water-front crib, yo
I'ma get her them pretty bay windows
I'ma cop a nice home to provide in
A safe environment
Before you stab me in the back
Make you a bitch faster
Dig you a ditch after
Under root's
So they cant find you
Im rollin this tree so fat
You know that
I
Call Porsche, time to give away a Wraith
Bricks boy, tryna turn 'em into bass
Big boy, I been tryna buy the Braves
Court room soundin' like I'm in
Ten number one albums in a row
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes
Made the rolling stones
untamable I'm a player and I know I'm the hardest to handle
LSR we the squad we bring the terror like Fat Joe
They try to box me in I go everywhere that I
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
in our rooms of our enterprise
Don't be surprise let us pray bow your heads close your eyes
I done gained what you deserved and what you loss
crazy like I'm Rio
Gavin killed himself Jordan got hit by a bus
Three rappers found in a complex
What the fuck
Slidin' on your block cause your homie
eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
dislike
Just like Taike The Dyke
Don't even get me started about Devin
You wanna know who's better? 107
Friends with a fat guy like yo name is Kevin
So fat
why
He drips personality
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried wine
, say it ain't so Joe
Big city jungle
African street
The only real difference is in
The people they meet
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Tattoos on my body
Being followed by these Hotties That's ya Bitch yea probably
Get it Crackin Get it Poppin
I ain't worried bout nothing
Back
you see that
Just like fat joe in the video for lean back
I got all this ice on me and I know that you could see that
If I need a shorty I know that you
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