Lyrics:
vibrataaa
Look at her walk that's a model yea
Y'all don't wanna play with me the jig is us yea
Agitate aggi Jigga agg
Flip your name backwards
my nigga yea
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
upon
To finally overcome this
Downward trend and to evolve beyond our fears
The fearless type
The very first thing i remember in
My early childhood is
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
stressing it
I beat the beat like its a booty and keep caressing it
Finessing it cuz Im a perfectionist this is effortless
My bars will have you shouting
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
Want answers? Go follow the money-trail.
We won't be seeing you around here no more.
Joe Magarac never had to pay for a drink in this
and pause
There's two things I'll never break
And that's my word and my balls
So here's a temporary fix for your permanent flaws
This album helps you
to get the dough!
Boom bip BAM here I am
Even fans in Japan be tellin me I'm the man
Fat Joe a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down
this house this is where I used to stay when my Momma first got married to my Little Brother Rudy's Dad Rudy
See this house
This is my Dad's house
her like
That ’cause I did fuck her" Damn!
This is the type of shit
That a man never wants
To find out while he's locked up or maybe so
’cause only God
It's a blessing, yeah, to be here, I swear it is, the crazy life I live, uh
Man it's a blessing to be here, yeah, chilling with my kids
Yeah, man
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
That's Lars
Lars is going to get a little fancy for you here
Shit yeah baby
Slightly insane here man
What's the deal
Oh, exactly
Jason man, impress
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in putting my life in the hands of God
For all my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send me
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
daddy said
Patty, he said, he said, he said
Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child
Now here she is with a gun in her hand
Hey Joe, hey Joe
own conductive empire
When the question-of-the-doubt is all-entire
Take a peak at the steez that we acquire
Just take a look at this hard work that we
on the block
I ain't got time to waste man
Where this nigga at?
I'm in the Brown hooptie, there he go
I see 'em pullin' up slow in the BM
I popped my trunk
these bars
But here’s what happened, officer
And then you’ll see why this situation is so off color
Cause I really didn’t mean it
I was just distracted
off
Back to my house
Back to my house
She got a man
I'm taking her out
I'm taking her out
Showing her off by my side then we heading
Back to my house
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
And you'll be a man for yourself, Joe
Joe, you had a dream
So I had a dream
So we can bury the dream
I'm too uncomfortable, like I keep hella rocks
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