Lyrics:
marketing than talent ma gee,
E no be wrong but,
We need some Balance Pappy,
Joe e be hardly say,
You go flow from your heart,
Wey you go
the 9 clip
Slick, but not like Rick, the gang story
G's kill and ain't shit funny like Joe Corry
Don't make me laugh cause I"m on the wrong the path
funny
Is it any reason why y'all starvin'
I smell bull and by smelling force
Do I really need to beg your pardon?
My jersey say James I don't play
Artist: Scarface
Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch
These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game
Hey Joe, what's up baby?
Yeah, I like the beat
fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Havana Joe, Polo, Girbaud
White tees by Calvin Klein
Footwork two for eighty-nine
Fishbowl watch the chevy slide
Twenty Fours everything buck inside
playin' with the bands, like Dido (Dido)
I don't smoke weed, indoor by my lonely, like a widow (widow)
Ice cubes, pour me some more (oh), she pop like
who else for Joe 2 guard that
Brown paper bag
Brown paper bag
[thanks to melody for correcting these lyrics]
the shop up
Okay, play me, it'll be your day
Me, pussy, me, no way
And every day I'm focused on that money
Boy, I'm getting paid
Am I really wrong if I'm
the 9 clip
Slick, but not like Rick, the gang story
G's kill and ain't shit funny like Joe Corry
Don't make me laugh cause I"m on the wrong the path
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
forward
[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Let me change pace, the alternate route is a long one
But you'll ultimately end up in the same place
So I tell aspiring
Me and my dawg, we get higher than a pilot
Bad B* by my side ride the D* with no license
I can't say the wrong thing, c****s might try to indict me
I
rollin' death tollin', of course the car's stolen
But I'm blind to what's wrong, all I want is what's golden
A fool in a fight, too dumb to know right
friends
[2nd refrain:]
[Joe:]
My father would give me hell
If I didn't do right by Nell
But I don't wanna be married, I just wanna be friends
Please grant
going broke again
NBA, never broke again
Never going broke again
Talkin' money but walkin' funny
Is it any reason why ya'll starvin'
I spell boredom by
We ain't no sheep
I heard BLM scammed a lot of people out here
I know Sleepy Joe & Hunter Biden Criminals
Yeah you know we won by a landslide
Biden
by the name of Joe
Said " To Coney Isle, dear let's go,"
Then Nelly Kelly would fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout.
chorus
"Take me out
Sloppy Joe's, bulk waffles
Got caught picking my nose, ah
Look over see these two hot ho-
Finger still up one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck
nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle
By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with Hova
The show's
for a cup? Three-fifty
What I payed for a pint? A cheap Civic
You got two ears for a reason, bitch, listen
Somehow I got lean on my BB Simon
How
High
F-A-T-B-O-Y (Y)
G-A-S, I stay high (gas)
Used to sell dope by the bay high (bay high)
Heard they say I'm broke, why'd they lie? Yeah (lie)
condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dope
Ooh, Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Decon is a pimp, you could tell by his ice
Mother Parks said, "Brother
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