Lyrics:
a lazer beam (PEW)
Did it on him dirty, like Nicky pink Friday (Shitted Onnem)
Fuck a day of Regening, calling it my day
My way, let me think about it
Uhhh
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
moneyman
(Chorus: Ice-T)
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
Get your moneyman lock your
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoirdupois
Mister Five by Five
Well twirl my turban, man alive
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big, fat, bouncin' boys
Solid avoir dupois
Mister Five by Five
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that i flipped it
Stack soon come fat like Griffin
Under pressure they crumble like biscuit
Fat Joe:
Baby u could keep a secret
Calca
Cribs Mania
Hey, hey
Fresh off the runway
Pair white nikes
Phantom top drop on that I nine five
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!
Mister Five by Five
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!
Mister Five by Five
That's why Joe fucked yo husband
You fat motherfucker, west side
Carole Baskin's a killer, you know who the realist is
Bitch we bring it to you (aye
"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
Sermon
"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
And ya
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
'Cause that would blow me 'round the world in a day
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
'Cause that would blow me 'round the world in a day
Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice
It's me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists
Take them back to way back when like
tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It's just a Dangerous thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police
tell so well
I met this girl her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked on the microphone
When I met Joan I took her home
She was just like
be like Fat Joe, and bring the lean back"
Then I said
If you wanna go hard tonight
Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah
Slip into
to a magnet
Mayday the Friday after payday
Fat bitch all up in my room just made my day
Yeah you see the bud and bottles so come my way
Niggas all see how we
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
damn like we on a track
Hit em with the fat joe damn I leaned back
The hottest in my city youngboul taking flight
Fuck a 9 to 5 bitch I need a mic
I’m
Well, twirl my turban, man alive!
Here comes Mister Five by Five
He's one of those big fat bouncing boys
Solid avoirdupois!
Mister Five by Five
a fat joe,
(but i ain't feeling it)
rock the fly clothes
that ain't good enough coz you ain't
whoaaaaa
hate the playaz and their game
hate the way they
the bitches dig that
Yeah
Fat cock
Fat cock Joe
You got that big fuckin sexy fat cock god damn
I'm sorry for the way that i've been actin
It's time to put that
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
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