Lyrics:
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
Biblioteca Windows player
Burning all CD's roll down the window player
Man I feel like Daddy Yankee with La Gasolina
Man I feel like Fat Joe
He dropped that
Okay okay
Jeg er så afhængig man
Og jeg er lige en anden
Hahaaaa
C.10 shopper, danskvand popper
Jeg blir rig, når album dropper
Sælger stoffer,
I was born with an old soul
So when I hear what you bump it sounds so so
I remember Fat Joe with the Fo Fo
Went way harder than you
Hoes spittin' old
pela khoeli so I ain't weak I mean
Ke naleli I'M A STAR! Keng ekare ha le utloisise
Verse tsaka li Fat Joe! ekare body ya Stogie T
Ke morena wa mahipi
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on
[Fat Joe]
Now mami, let's get serious, 'cause by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
Roxanne Shanté
DST, Kurtis Blow
Il y a des bases dans le ghetto!
Demande à Fat Joe! Demande à Primo!
Si demain je vis du HipHop
C'est grâce aux gens
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
there
Can you fucking hear me?
Here's to you all for coming down here and making some big fat fucking
Noise with Metallica
Here's to you
You guys ain't
Cause we, ah get down
Joe Budden, Busta Bus
Cause we, ah get down
And we seeing that
There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
and my man Fat Joe
My man O.G. and the rest of the homies
The Zulu Nation for the foundation
From when I was a kid watchin Lost In Space, and
I never
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
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
*Written by Bob Geldof
*From the album entitled "Mondo Bongo"
steady playin with my balls, I ain't on the lakers
Boutta drop a big fat album, shit gon' be a banger
I'm not even worried bout the opps, yea fuck
Oh God!
[Verse Two: Fat Joe]
Hot enough swinging Crack, who could believe he's in the cockpit (cockpit)
Overseas moving ki's like a locksmith
now I'm bustin' at you
So fuck you dude
[Chorus]
Dedicated to my homeboy Pac
Love daddy
Facemob in the house
Fat Joe and it don't stop
Come on
Fat fat milkies, fat fat titties
Fat fat pusspuss, fat fat kitties
Fat cock, upload that shit on your laptop
Get stopped by a cop, bop bop (dead)
Not
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
Uh
What?
Fat Joe
BX, nigga
Y'all don't know?
Ayo its on, I see how niggas didn't learn
You is wrong, thought the fire didn't burn
Yo, it's
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
less unit's (c'mon)
Can't stop won't stop rock it to the rhythm
Cause we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get down joe Budden, Busta
acknowledge it
I spent my whole career at the heels of their feet
Doin' everythin' I could to try be who they be
'Til a couple albums back, when I was
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