Lyrics:
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
now I'm bustin' at you
So fuck you dude
[Chorus]
Dedicated to my homeboy Pac
Love daddy
Facemob in the house
Fat Joe and it don't stop
Come on
It's not a drop, this a money clip
You gotta rock, to make the honeys dip
It don't stop, it don't stop
Gettin' rocked, it don't stop
It's not
It's not a drop, this a money clip
You gotta rock, to make the honeys dip
It don't stop, it don't stop
Gettin' rocked, it don't stop
It's not
As old Joe sat a dyin'
The baby down the hall was cryin'
Somebody had a party goin' on
The fat boy you told tales to
Moved away the other day
Why'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
gather together to have a good time
Safe and sound, no fear in sight
Come rain or shine
Little by little the smoothness expires
The heat of the sun burns
Oh finally, finally (here we are)
And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain't far)
Even though if it was, you could make it to the start
sweet say Taste Budz in his sleep
Lil freak
Gotta make da knees go weak
Go deep
Clean my crown
Keep it neat aha clean ah
Clean my crown
Keep it neat
Fashion dem hot and dem nuh make inna China
Chronic a buss inna head a it a give me dah line yah
Di gal dem gi mi dah wine yah sumaddy affi breed dah time
the Zodiac
To rap you, out the stack glue, word up
My style's tighter than a fat bitch in a cat suit
surprise G, it's not wise see to size me
When I
When locked in the gaff, yes I'll admit it
But I still couldn't give a shit
Life's about finding the things that make you tick
I think I've made my pick
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Fat Joe
They try to box me in I go everywhere that I can't go
This shit factual
This shit natural
This is spectacular I feel it coming like I'm with my
the funk U got
I will make oak pristine
Clean it up honey small or large
But extra hard gets extra charge
Put my mop up in your place
Clean this oak like
goes
Ur bitch cant even talk my whole dick inside her throat
In my iphone New fat ass chick but i keep it low
In the Green burning but weather is cold
U
felt it grow
She makes you undefiled now
And she'll clean my nose
I looked so Peaceul
I looked so underworld
I ain't got no mind, but
I ain't
grown, and I got dreams of my own
My whole team on the throne, living like kings out of Rome...It's on!
[Forte' - Chorus 2x]
[Fat Joe - Verse 3]
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
patiently
Hit a fade, make it rain like I'm James with the Heat
And I'm feeling so clean
'Cause my breath's minty
I got 10 Tic-Tacs in my mouth bitch
Same six
Razor blades with me to make you bleed
Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
Slim Shady, shit sounds like a fable to me
'Til it jumps out
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