Lyrics:
It is early in the morning and I gotta get up
And the house is a mess but I don't clean up
I gotta get outside and get all set up
I got a selling
If there's hope in your medicine
Hope in your medicine hope in your medicine
Treats
Then you know you won't get it in
Know you won't get it in
Know
Life is hard need to get my feet up on a ottoman
I been putting in that work so I gotta win
Big fat L's I've had a lot of them
Yo it sucks to be down in
Billboard climbin'
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh
Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for
gangsta mack
But sometimes I get ridiculous
I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice
Uh, yo fat girl, come here, are ya ticklish?
Yeah, I called
with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'
I'm up, throwing money, Fat Joe, make it rain
Got a dubby in my hand, West side what I claim
Yeah, we tote Glocks, hoe stop, before you get your dome
remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix,
[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
All these n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff
blicky
To the top, if you ain't DSM
You can't come with me
Pockets on Fat Joe
Fuck wrestling, I'll pull up tryna tag toes
Tryna add up the fit, bet your
truck (Beep, beep)
Say he want smoke, bitch, then it's goin' up (Let's go)
Gold around me like I'm King Tut (Tut)
Smalls shoot like Joe Johnson, coming in
global warming
By burning a national
Forest
And bitch slapping Al Gore
Til he malforms
And I get mo props yay
I'm destined to be hokage
Like I'm Naruto
a DVD
Gotta speak up twitter fingers if you disagree
Speak up and say something I beg and plea
Monomania, call it mania
By the end you might get what
I know they miss you
[Chorus]
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever! Be free?
torn joe
I think they gay, don't want to play my shit up north
But that's okay, jealousy can go a long way
And what goes around comes around in
And go
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
I'm riding up in, GTO's,
And go
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
I'm riding up in, GTO's,
of fat chicks
Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to
The Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown luv
Even
I'm tired of these suckas cuz they don't know how to act nigga I'm the Man Please back up it's Fat K
I walk around hold my nuts cuz I'm so cool yeah
fat ass stay - living comfy
Down in d-are on the landing strip
When record sales get low we back to advancing bricks
Jack-of-all-trades we do that
the CVS
Told her bring that lean back like Fat Joe
Like Fat Joe
You niggas rapping but y’all really just not fucking with me
Y’all claim y’all trappin' but
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership tryin to get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
work kid, eyes closed I could write this verse in cursive
They ask Why ain't you get signed yet
Haven't made up my mind yet
Like Joe Pesci in casino
that's what white boy Tano do
So how's everybody doin' tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cause uh, we getting down
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