Lyrics:
someone fucking jizzed on the lid
It's a little bit of Joe pubic hair in his shit
Shit fard, fucking barred by the plunger
Fucking fard like it's thunder
like fat joe recliner
Gotta arrested there's so dope on us
I eat u up just like a parhana
Need a girl that look like Moana
A princess like Pocahontas
with my mom up to san rafael
Now I’m older I go there all by myself
But the cornbread mix is still not a hard sell
So wave that flag, ring that bell
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
at nature (woah)
Motherfucker smoking like Frazier (high)
And my name Joe just like Frazier (ayy)
Feel like it's Smite, got the favor (yeah)
Other words, I
Das letzte Mal dein' Schwanz gesehen?!
Was geht ab Jabba the Hutt? Machst hier ein' auf Fat Joe
Der Unterschied ist: Er kann rappen, du bist einfach
coast to coastin'
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
Another cord chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey, like Fat
coast to coastin'
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
Another cord chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey, like Fat
For my thugs for my thugs
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe still down by law
Who's
that cryptocurrency gon' be the key to our financial future
But coming from them, I find it hard to believe
That might be the worst collective co-sign I
they really don't wun see me breathe
She got a fat ass so I would like to see her leave
Show me what it is then
We been doing good, nigga we ain't bent
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
Not a taker I'm scarred from
Swore he was
your ears, listen
Got a fat joint, just peep it while you're sippin'
Bringin' on beats, keep you movin' till your neck snaps
Got the greenbacks like
But now it's like I'm all alone cause everybody's playing Al Capone
No one to stay positive with
Everybody's selling drugs and all that good shit
So
in his side, size of a DVD
I'm watchin' for TMZ, the law and order I saw was on TNT (word)
Drivin' like it's Nascar, old school, top down, the rag
My life a dvd, I watch it play right before me
The quality a little fuzzy I'm lacking hd
The thought of thinking, now I got the fucking heeby jeebs
Why is the spirit of rap so hard to push back
I wanna just spaz and beat em to crap
Lyrically tho I ain't violent like that
It's like how can I build if
whisky with a vengeance after that
He lost it all in a long hard fall his songs were all he had
So he sang for his supper everyday until he filled his hat
Yo, Yo What's good it's ya boy Joe Crack the Don
Aka Fat Joe, Aka We the business
Check this out, This is brand new, Top Floor
(That Nigga Jo' Goin'
a hand tug me then turnin around I peeped the lovely
Fly face fat ass gave me a glass of bubbly said
"Compliments of Bugsy " then took me across
Hard as a rock, but it's cold, but it's blipped down
Don't try to move, grab his mail, I'm like sit down
Bust through the crib, punch his teeth like
hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Had to catch a plane that night and roll out of town
Everybody gettin' high tryin' hard to clown
I had to go shop fo its time to leave
I dipped
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