Lyrics:
Hey-ho ola Joe
Caught you in the rain
It took you by surprise
I'll take you home and dance with you
Until your clothes are dry
Place your finger
asked, "Manzelli, where've you been for seven years?"
Well man tonight I'm drinkin' in Boston
Down by old Fenway
Drinkin' to all our happy days
I goin'
tag
Make money for what
To roll in a brand new jag
I make money putting you in a body bag
Hello i'm r.a to the motherfucking p
I beat other rappers no
Pussyhole, tell me where the food's at
I'm from the city of the Rolls Royce
Man can't speak for me, I've got my own voice
He don't wanna scrap? He's got no
call PETA for real
'Cause your husbands reamins are an illegal tiger meal
Joe Exotic doing burpees on penitentiary steel
When he free you and him finna
colors
Ooh, I wanna see it in the moonlight
Yellow, red, orange robe, askin' for donation (oh)
I'm not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation
(I am not
to manana
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Fat Joe
Yea, uh, yo
You better slide or catch this homicide
Ain't no match for Joey Crack I'm blowin backs out the other
re outta sight... And for the people in Spain...who think
the French people are where its at... And for the people in Mongolia who always
wanted
power or influence
Do you see how we moving
Stop what you're doing
It's time for improving
Get on the movement
By being who you are
Sometimes its hard
be glad to see me
Without a penny to the good,
But I'm not carin' much what happens,
I did the best I could!
He's just good for nothin' Joe,
But
Hypnotised by each others bodies, pheromones are pouring out. Every touch sends you to another world. Then, Cindy grabs hold and pretends shes playing with
Guaranteed You're Going To Choke Son
Fire Smoke I'm High Joe
Eyes Low Smoke Somethin
Up Early That's Wake And Bake
Cigarillos My Pancakes
This Ain't No
sing along for the fuck of it
Crack, crack, crack, crack
Hey this is the crack house
Welcome to the crack house
Mean I'm talkin' more pies than
You supposed to listen to him for entertainment
Stop hating on the
New and improved, psychedelic Joe Rogan
He only eats beef and testosterone
forever by your side
I'm not gonna to give up till I know that you are mine
I'm just waiting for you to know that I'm on your side
I'm just waiting till you
rallies
Don't vote for sleepy Joe
If you vote for sleepy Joe Joe Joe Biden
He'll defund the police and everybody dying
M-A-G-A-A keep America great
Keep it
wrong I'm bussing ya dome
Ok its time to kick a doe you think you ready for that smoke
Here it is come here and choke I go to war like GI JOE
You fuck
[Chorus: Mr. Probz]
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now
the second time around
the second time around
we tried going back to joe's
that always was our favourite place
long rides baby, by the coast
do you remember
My Ireland, you are the river rush
Always fluid in flux in need of a little hush
My Ireland is talking to itself
But so busy listening to Joe
It's
Say it's alright Joe,
I need another drink
To blow on the glass so I know I'm alive
Play me a song Joe
To fill the hours till morning
Then
March your racist butt to Moscow
Ya know what I'm saying?
Are there any, are there any intelligent people in the house?
What can I say, o ye of little
as the realest you heard
With my pen I kill 'em absurd and rhyme seven syllable word
I'm not your average Joe
Hardcore, far more than the average
I'm
Hey-ho ola Joe
Caught you in the rain
It took you by surprise
I'll take you home and dance with you
Until your clothes are dry
Place your finger
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