Lyrics:
him an F! (2x)
“Come on man!”
I’d give him an F!
Joe gives money away
For this and that.
But you gotta remember
What’s up with that.
the game
I'm like Pizza Hut and you're like Pizza GoGo
Me wife a ho, that's a no no
Never give no girl my last Rolo
Cause I'm still getting thoughts of
My
person who you don’t trust
Cause everything is your fault, shit power is a dope drug
If you get Joe Dirt on a bitch
Call a David Spade what it is
I’m 5
that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, you know that pussy tite, you know that ass tite
[Remy:] Why don't you pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe
[Fat Joe]
Coca! Krills!
{A-A-A-Al-Al-Al-Al-Alchemist}
Uh hun, uh hun, shit,
My mind playin tricks, my mind playin tricks...
Uh! I don't give a fuck,
y'all niggas steady copping insta grams
I know some niggas want me to chill but I don't give a damn
Bashing wack Mc's in the head just like Bam Bam
Stop
her veins
Her daddy left her with some shit in her brain
Yeah she fucked in the head, she wanna slurp me up and expect me not to wed
Got my dick in some
na na / Oh, oh / Sleep on my darling
Sleep on, don't wake as I leave / I've been rehearsing this scene so long now
Don't interrupt me as I do it for
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya cold up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the 'dro up, my cup Mo'ed up
Bitch, don't just stand there
blinkin' day
No wonder you're so boney, Joe, and skinny as a rake
Well then, give us a bash at the bangers and mash me Muvver used to make
Bangers and mash
me
Ho's at, I drunk 'nough y'all yay
Me and my Joe, Hennessey doubles and lattes (hey!)
Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs, and
Off up in
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
got a woman
I'll set you up with
Call her my shawty
Cause when I cock her
She catch a body
She get the money
She gon' work out
She pull up on me
I give
receipt
Call me a president without the suite
Old school, old school, I don't give a monkey's
If I'm off-beat
Call shots, go against odds
Can't go
C
Now my ears from a concert they're startin to ring
It wasn't Joe Cocker and it was not Sting
Now I'm on this earth for just one thing
And that's
B-gang bi-otch
Abstract artist, call me Basquiat
Bad Ass Carter, fuck ya bitch harder
Wild nigga
Make her give me brains like Harvard
I don't play at all,
her
I'm respondinnUghh!
Don't gang bang
But I bang the thang with Orangutans
I slang hard
Sixteen with a clip spring
Auto cocker - ‘Inf beem
I swear
give up our life's!
Yes Joe the frontlines
The enemy must die!
Billy the whistle sounding
The trenches we must climb
I'm right with you Joe
Run behind
like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henry wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwin' up six o'clock, plus I got four hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got
where them no go mention me
By the time I’m done, man of the century
But I just begun you ain’t
Seen the best of me
I’m a business, damn, you can invest
!
Hey the man's at the door
Run Joe!
Hey man he won't let me go
Run Joe!
Run Joe as fast as you can
Run Joe!
These police holding me hand
Hide
your first born child'll come out
With a colostomy bag as the afterbirth
I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I'll show up to Beyonce's show posin' as Jay Z
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
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