Lyrics:
love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now
[Fat Joe - overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his
[Intro: Joe Budden + (Fat Joe)]
Okay Slay, you called in the right niggaz man
Yeah, JUMP OFF! (Yeah uhh, KaySlay)
Joey Crack, I see you out there
hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Yeah uh,
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
at me my heart went boom
Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Said 'Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe'
]From behind
[Intro: Joe Budden + (Fat Joe)]
Okay Slay, you called in the right niggaz man
Yeah, JUMP OFF! (Yeah uhh, KaySlay)
Joey Crack, I see you out there
In Salt Lake, Joe, says I
Him standing by my side
'They framed you on a murder charge'
Says Joe, 'I never died'
Says Joe, 'I never died.'
Yeah, bitch, woah (jebi se)
Yoeshmo (jebi se, jebi se)
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew (beep)
Motherfucker, fuck you talking bout (ski)
I'm Croatian by
Fuckin' with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one
The same cats you get (?) from
East coast, west coast, man it's all the same
Niggas won't know
and fries
And you can pass me a lettuce. I'm a pass it by
(Kool Rock Ski): So keep shoveling, (Ha!) onto my plate
Give me some sweets and lots of cake
(Prince
she know these pockets fat ain't a skinny man
Why they always packed up before they hit the road
Why they always blacked out and ski mask on the dome
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
smiled at me, my heart went boom
Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe's Café
They said "Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
Then
"In Salt Lake City, Joe," says I,
Him standing by my bed,
"They framed you on a murder charge,"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead,"
Says Joe, "But I
to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat Summer”)
Went from Johnny to the Evan, a 9 to a 7
But right
where I'm living at
[Fat Joe]
Clitter clack, that's the sound of the Mini Mack
Where we at, uptown where it's really at
Gimme that, I want
smiled at me, my heart went boom
Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe's Café
They said "Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
Then
told my stories and Joe told his and
I smoked up all his Viceroys as we rolled along
He pushed her ahead with 10 forward gears
Man that dashboard was
the doctor and tie your head
Get somebody to call my bail
Don't want to stay in that fucking jail
Run Joe!
Hey the man's at the door
Run Joe!
Hey man
y'all why.
He drips personality.
My friend Fats, he's a heck of a Joe.
You should watch him go,
Bopping in the band shine
With a bota bag of fried
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