Lyrics:
And Pappy to do my thing
I'm just a kid, with envisions
And visions of gettin C.R.E.A.M.
Ronald Reagan told me
"Yo, Joey just do ya thing"
Now I'm lookin
the broccoli & cheddar Panera
Like Tia Tamera had a thing for a twin
I was outside now i'm going in
We The Best all we do is win
My sister's the shit
She lives
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
Skid Row Joe
Last night that's who I found in the dirty part of town
Lost forgotten with no place to go
Tormented with a bitter taste outcast by
Skid Row Joe
Last night that's who I found in the dirty part of town
Lost forgotten with no place to go
Tormented with a bitter taste outcast by
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
I'm just an average Joe tryna make it on my own
Morning cup of joe I made it on my own
Do it that way I don't wanna be broke
Tryna be something more
Ignored by the masses, but loved by a few
A bearded man came up to Joe and said
I have a job for you
You see I'm part of the traveling circus in town
I'm no beau, I'm almost Billie Joe
(By the flowers in the muddy waters)
I mean at this row, I'm almost Billie Joe
(It's almost regal the way I go,
ever be afraid... to play my music loud!
Look, I'm a wonderful weirdo
Who the fuck wants to be an average joe
You see me, I got the wackiest flows
stripe coat top press
Fast talkin' good looking flim flam jive
Why he's the kind o' cat that'll make a dead man cry
So look out for Killer Joe
homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon
And my heart's
[Chorus 1:]
Clap your hands this evening, come on
(Scratching), this is for the homies(4x)
(Rodney O)
I'm Rodney O and I'm back, on a track
bells are hanging two-by-two
the holly and the nativity
oh speak to me Joe speak to me Joe speak to me oh
oh-oh-oh---oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
Started from nothin', I'm callin' out, all the hoes that are fallin' now They callin' me cannon I'm wildin' out, on Apple Music, yeah, we ballin' now
One
money, you got nothin' from me
And if you get caught, nigga, don't mention Joe
Damn, those guys are gettin' dough
That's why all these gangsters come
Pulled up for some gas I had a heart attack woah
$4.50 A gallon hurt my body bad woah
Joe Biden sticker saying I did that nooo
Think I need a second
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
sneaky and dirty is what I’m speculating
I keep it clean... there’s no toilets for defecating
What kind of bullshit is this, I really need some answers
I
tints, for sticky events
Suspense makes the lead dispense
A baby oil massage when I'm feelin intense
Fly mami's with ki's taped to their
stripe coat top press
Fast talkin' good looking flim flam jive
Why he's the kind o' cat that'll make a dead man cry
So look out for Killer Joe
Ooh, mmm
Yeah, uh, uh
Fat Joe and the R
That shit y'all
Breakin' shit down
Shake that, funky, funky, funky
Yeah
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh
I
you are, I'm the motherfuckin' general
Niggas salute me, bitches salute me
The block salute me, the hood salute me
You should salute me, they
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