Lyrics:
Sold Out [x7]
(Heeeey! Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay)
Back when I was 17, used to work at Mickey D's!
Now I'm steady flippin' cheese (cheeeese) like
stories
Just like your picture which appears online
Obviously, Santa Claus exists
Your picture that's in your telephone
Or in some family album
Obviously,
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry
Ay yo, it's the BET Cypher
The Man with the Iron Fists edition
Film out November 2nd yo
But right now check out these
New hot weapons right here
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
Damn, woah, this really the last song (Yeah)
And i'm still shmacking the shmiz
And i'm not your average Joe (Woah) (On god i'm not)
Woah (Huh?)
Let's
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
What's his name
Oldboy
Yeah, that's great
Back from the dead like I'm Jesus
Ay
Ay
I got some bands
Oh yeah, Oldboy that shit bangin
Ay, I got some
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
to be stung by a bee, that's just me
Or a wasp
Yeah, I'm being legit...
Got a clean record (you know?)
It really went from...
A joke to an album now I'm
to cookin' in her (Eastside!)
Yeah, so what's it gon' be?
Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C.
Regulatin' on any hatin' I see
Some'n good in your hands
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay
are slow so
Just listen every line by line lemme finish
Yo
Pizzagate politicians man who we kiddin'
They want us wearing dresses if
We rapping for
Mh
They said I'm one hit away from makin' it, uh
I don't really give a fuck about it
I just do me, I just
I just do me
Uh (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
This the real hip hop
(Ay, this time around I need five mics)
This the real hip hop
(?Cause my whole album ain't about ice)
Huh, back in the days, cool
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
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