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Walk On By

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

(Ad-libs til fade) 

Just walk on by 

See ya later yeah 

You scandulous hoe

comfortable
With you watching how I'm
Grinding
Got you hypnotized N'
And I know you wanting me I can tell by the way you eyeing
How I dip it
Dip it low, bring

like his bitch,
I don’t think I’m cumin
CLOCK IN MOTHAFUCKA TRY TO MANAGE THAT
KEEP YA MINI WAGE 
ILL TAKE MY HOURS BACK
 
HE SAID I GOTTA FIRE YOU OUTTA

This that shit right here
Nahh Forreal, Ya hear me
Put the smoke in the air, Don't pass it (What you tell em)
Don't roll no hemp, Roll a classic
Got

you say, every day when ya wake up feeling more sore than before
Ya gotta push on through, time wont wait on you
Don't let ya life, pass ya by while you

got Make em hot it's all mine 
ccclaim ya not the hangs  I got cin't slang the rocks Did it no co sign 
didn't help me make sense 
Don't tell me what do

and ya hand on yo machine
Don't ever tell nobody about how you make yo green
Gotta thank the lord that i made it to eighteen
Chillin on da porch and its

I see
Oh she a Aries
Where my scorpios
I see that big ol booty baby
Gone and drop it low
Oh she a Leo
Well I'm in control
I ain't even gotta tell her

probably wasting my breath here but ima keep taking these steps here
I gotta take back what's mine I know I can't take back the time if I leave tell me will

Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell

cheat, gotta steal 
Gotta kill just to get by 
I smoke emcees to get high while perceivin the lies 
Sayin my drive is all wrong, but at least I can ride

everything would be all right

If I could be by your side
And hold you real tight
I could love ya and squeeze
Ya 'til broad daylight
I could whisper in your

you gotta say?
"I don't got anything to say except, hi"
Okay
Alright cool Ben
Ben says "hi"
Man I told aint
I told you y'all ya ain't ready though
Like

to reality
And tell yo self don't need this shit Nomore how ya
She Ask Me Please stay sorry baby I just gotta Hit the Road I gotta
Sad How Ya
Dag How You
Relly

wanna change like a coin
Not b lead by the thing in my loin
Soon b dead these things b destroying
Same things I'm enjoying

I tell my self chill, and i

rats 
Robbing niggas off sneaker talk first tome I seen a stack 
Where I’m from you rep ya hood by the team on ya fitted cap 
I gotta see you walk in

I gotta get it now I gotta get it
Chillin up in the Ville
Lookin like a fuckin Nashvillian
Goin numb
That means fuk ya feelins
Yea bra fuk ya feelins

to separate myself tell me i'm being mean
But that's what you gotta do when you chasing ya dream
How would you feel if you got crossed by ya mans
How would you

I'm so disappointed 
In some of my idols 
Stay quiet, I got it now 
Y'all could stay idle 
I'm so disappointed 
In all the friends 
That didn't tell

Relax yea
We can roll up
We can toss one
We can pour up
Where ya from tho?
It don't matter
We gon enjoy ya
Yea you royal
Tell the DJ he can run it back

your hand lead you up that hill
I tried to be respectful never cross the line
Nah I'm like fuck that nigga gotta make ya mine
He Can't love you like me

talk I walk that walk
I drop your top and surround you with chalk
Expanded my stock by extending my glock
My guns be like females it don't gotta cock

and blow ya fucking mind out
That's what cocaine is all about I'm famous
You can find me worldwide living life dangerous
I wonder why we gotta die trying

LuhLos cause she LuhLos
Yeah Yeah
She’s dangerous
We don’t gotta talk to make conversation
I know what she want from her body language
If she gimme