Lyrics:
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
chasin' clout (come on)
Shit corny, even Fat Joe had to call him out
You mad she fuckin' Nelly nigga that's what it's all about (haha)
Stacy Dash dumb
how we be
Yo pass the bong
It's the return of the king like the lord of the rings
I'm back in this bitch and I'm doing my thing
The Joe and B. Crowe
the title track of Joe's most recent album, produced in Nashville by Jeremy Redmon. Written by Joe Vasconcelos and Grace Knodt
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat Summer”)
Went from Johnny to the Evan, a 9 to a 7
But right
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
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
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
[Intro: Fat Joe]
Ollie ollie oxen free!
Like one, two, three
Red light, green light, one, two, three
Yo I pop six boxes, play some scalezes
commence
Young Bun
Preferred one
Like the left tit
Ain't trippin' off no nigga
Ain't worried bout an enemy
Fat pussy energy
Don't nothing move til I say so
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
get with Fat Cat and Pappy to do my thing
I'm jus a kid with ambitions and visions of gettin' cream
Ronald Reagan told me "yo Joey jus do ya thing"
As old Joe sat a dyin'
The baby down the hall was cryin'
Somebody had a party goin' on
The fat boy you told tales to
Moved away the other day
the largest pinga
when u got the heart of cringa
you fallin off somebody holla timber
Fat joe is pussy
macho is pussy
raul is pussy
terror squad is pussy
tony
car seats in the back, see who I do it for
I ain't worried bout a damn thing
Its return of the rapper but I ain't on shrink
My lyrics on Fat Joe, its
once diggin' this chick now she a stupid ho
I ain't tryna sleep lil' bitch pass me a cup of joe
I'ma drop an album soon and you ain't even know
Bored
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
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
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
*Written by Bob Geldof
*From the album entitled "Mondo Bongo"
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