Lyrics:
Ok ok
Ok ok can’t fuck with it
no way no way
plus that Jose Cuervo got a white boy feelin really ok
Fuck what a hoe say
I sit back relax
Now
the earth, a few measly dollars was all that old man's life was worth
And then we ran
Alberta bound
Haunted by that sound
We parted ways on down the road,
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
I rock Clarks, on and off, like John Starks
What? Shoot at your face, God, aim at your heart
Yo, from Indiana to Atlanta, God we got this
Jose
rappin they never be on me
It's a rockstar party no your not invited free my boy izzo cause he got indicted
I'm the hood astronaut better watch how i
Love is God and God is love no one's below no one's above
Singin'
Toby mac and I came to drop this on you
I got a fresh point of view
John reuben let me
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
three's for all the M 3's
Racin across the Tapenze
?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln
drivin like I ain't thinkin
Wit my hats
all the M-3's
Racin across the Tapenze
?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln
drivin like I ain't thinkin
Wit my hats and lights blinkin, let
doesn't even make sense no way, wouldn't even do it for my man Jose
Cuervo, hell no,
My Mehicana, my bro
Not even for my man Big Pun or Fat Joe
Who's gives
walk off the dock hey one way
Go in never leave and they keep you none paid
Possessions possessed by the people
You detest
Full of felony and the jay
walk off the dock hey one way
Go in never leave and they keep you none paid
Possessions possessed by the people
You detest
Full of felony and the jay
(No Way Jose) gang, gang, gang
It's like twelve o'clock in the
Morning right now nigga i'm on the yokes
Shit my niggas on the block right now though
friends
Used to talk trash
So fuck you bitch, excuse my french
Ain't no way
The boy Jose
Beats by J
Cant complain
Made that heat
But it ain't no satan
But
for confirming your catalog
Ain't really worth much
This shit is so depressing
Your son gotta wake up on
Christmas to no presents
Arsonal had the nerve
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
my long john's
Jesus is the carpenter
Now this the deconstruction
No discussion
He gon bust in
Keep on ducking
He gon come an
Break your walls down
I was always told opinions are like assholes
Everybody has one
They Say
You will never make anything bro it ain’t no way
I say ok
Oh hey by the way
met the plugs plug
Yeah his name Jose
Yeah yeah
How the fuck you thank you'd talk that shit
And it wouldn't make it's way back up here to me
Everybody
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
boa shit we get paid with death over dishonor
I'm known as Obama's don't I know no-one in congress
These bitches love me all the way, u got sorta's
at Monterrey...
But I see a lot of things along the way
And I did a lot of thinkin on the way.
I rode by a house, with the windows lighted up
Looking pretty
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