Lyrics:
them racks, told that girl get the fuck out my face
It's amazing to me how I'm eatin' so much and I still didn't gain no weight (whoa)
Chopstick came
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh Terror Squad. (TS)
No Limit fam.
Uh TS. (TS)
Yeah yeah yeah uh.
NY to the NO.
Puttin it down like what.
Don
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
could use more green
Gotta get this cream by any means, yo necessity, yo
Best believe tho, the cheddar brings mo jealousy, so it could be the death of me
I got 24 ounces of Aroma Joe's and
I'm back up on my game
I just toured the states for like 40 dates
And I just touched back in Maine
I sold more
Chinese eyes and Chinese suits
Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots
More updated on the hip-hop lingo
My favorite New York Knick was Hawthorne
I'm more complicit
Fat off the fruit of the tree of ignorance
I was born into this now I'm dying because of it
Yes it's us against them again
the Predator
It's gettin' dissed by the editor
Looked up and hell of white for caper
It's to lynch a nigga on paper
But I'm much too black for the god
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
Sermon
"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
And ya
fitted)
Thank god for the position, more life know the team stay winnin (Stay winnin)
Brinx truck in the back, move slow cause the pockets on fat (On fat
Comin out the house with a thirty thirty
Martin Luther king to Furys Ferry
Smoke so much herb that my vision blurring
Drinking on Crown so the pattern
(featuring Fat Joe, Ghostface Killah & Polite)
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is
Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Word
find yourself smiling, your mood will be great
So please check your ego and pride at the door. 'Cause DVD vixens can be such a bore
Fantastic but
cold fishin' by the lake
Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's
ya'll are more realer
She wanna roll wit' us, pretty much to crit' us
No beatin' around the bush, just beatin' it 'till you bit us
[Repeat 1]
was killed for my hide for my hide
For My eyes are dim and my back is sore
I feel my legs won't stand much more
Stockman Bill took care of his nag
the handle I use
Oh, what fun to see the whole country with my man
I'm by his side on almost every trip
I sing a bluesy song, Joe loves to sing along
So
Madeleine, she loves that so
She is much more than pretty
She is all that you know
She is my whole life to me
I love my Madeleine so
So, I'm waiting for
Madeleine, she loves that so
She is much more than pretty
She is all that you know
She is my whole life to me
I love my Madeleine so
So, I'm waiting for
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
nigga started this shit
[Chorus]
Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past
Now he rattin'
coulda beat the whole Dipset by his self (he could've)
They wasn't ready they was more focused on drippin'
He called them out for not knowin' they words
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