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Paystyle

Too Short

Paystyle [Cassette Single]

1995

hers, she don't trip
Sucker ass nigga need to check that bitch

But you're so weak and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, gettin' hoes livin' fat
While

Why the fuck you think I'm lookin' at your ass
Cause bitch that shit is fat, put it on my lap, slap, jiggle, wow
Now I'm in the middle of the cat,

on my mama, word to Hu Ali
Imma be a fucking legend, matter who I be
I command my respect no matter who I see
Imma GI Joe, you a Joe IG
And Imma give it

down, first thing first you gotta make sure that paper right
I really did it, now look at a nigga got racks and I'm clean as a baby wipe
Yea
Aye, now I'm

Joe and Lil Wayne, I make it rain
Krush Unit, motherfucker that's the
Clique that I claim, man

Once again she hears the sound of showers
Raindrops keep

on a wheelie 12 o’clock (skirtt)
Aye Swerving in and out of traffic fuck the cops 
Ya burn out at the light time to smoke it up 
Gotta bad bitch the back ass fat

that shit on rewind
Cause every time she walk by, it's hollering time
Every time she walk by, it's slobbering time
Make my thing rock hard, it's

Just clean the house and that's it
Get me aroused and that's it
Take off your blouse and that's it
Don't make a sound and that's it (yeah)
Just let

the meat, she gotta go (yeah)
We eat the beef like a fat ho (uh-huh)
Choppa make 'em lean back like Fat Joe (lean back)
Get you wacked, nigga, that's what

count how it's supposed to be
Now I got you on the run, movin' like you stole from me
We can make a movie, only fans to send Joe to see

Freakin' you is

to make his acquaintance because he's one bad rat

This is the tale of one bad rat
With little feet to move his fat
He's gnawing at the lace edge of your

horny cause its devilish
That's word to 3Stacks
Blinded by the lust of the flesh
Don't wanna see that
These Soul Ties make the soul cry
Memories about one

that's what big boys fucking do
Ima pro
I make band and then I send it to my dudes
Need Mary Jane
Prescribe myself I swear help me ease the pain
Roll me

Get It for Life

Fat Joe

The Elephant in the Room

2008

blue suit with the bow-tie
Yeah
I make it rain with dollars
Had you leanin' back till you popped your collar
Mo money (mo money), let's get it (let's

on
The same thing forecast is cloudy
I make this shit rain

I don't fuck with no lames by the
Boom by the bang new niggas
Claim they a 100 but even a
100 Make

ya back right
It's Fat Joe, Crack

We from New York, we only pop out if the bag right yea
The reaper, the boss, they pullin up we uppin the straps

Freaky Thangs

Twista

Word of Mouf

2001

love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video

to get that cash.
She a money maker,
so she get dat cheese,
shake it like a tamborine
just like he-
make it rain like Fat Joe
if he aint kiddin
what cha

Going super heavy but it makes me lighter 
Feeling so divine I swear this takes me higher
The Mystery of misery is a myth to me
Mister clean so you can

Fat Joe fellas rock away lean back,
Now spin to the right, land in front left leg,
Switch right foot, slide left, stolen base, safe

Now take it down

of the web
Whether aphid or angel of death
Entertainment or threat
By the end, you're a savory crepe
Models that mar every orbit and corner
It's horrid
There's

It's about time that we take this back BIG NO and FAT K how we make those tracks get the whole Club packed Bout to make those stacks lay it down flat

like all the feelings that are new 

Sippin' lean back, no fat joe
Break her backbone put my dick in her asshole, uh
Tic Tac Toe, doin' X by the O
Spaced

lightning
Striking, so frightening
The tension is rising
The timing surprising
I was so enticed by the diamonds
So sparkly and shiny, so blinding
It would be