nothing I'm smelling like shit and my chin is scruffing And I'm chewing on my food like a pitbull 'Cuz I won't front for the ho Stuck my face in a bowl
That Mother..."What!?" I didn't say nothing "Bullshit bitch!" I didn't say anything! "How you gonna tell me? I'm in your head bitch!" I was gonna compliment
Fakin' like he live in Brooklyn squealed We gon' need Johnny Cochran man, I'm tellin' you Gotta get everybody out Chill at home watchin' the Mets I'ma tell
, yeah, yeah (Don't talk about it, be about it, hey) You're backs won't last with checks you cant cash One time TS, two times Fat Joe I remember them
I am untamed, I need a leash I am insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the Visa
mo' Man, I gotta find me a freaky ass ho I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck dick I need some head and I mean hella quick Yeah, I got it 105th This bitch
always count on me No, you don't ever have to worry You know I'll make it in a hurry I'm here for ya and I won't never leave tears for ya 'Cause boy
copy but they just can't sketch it Some try to follow but they just can't catch it With the boom, boom tap, yeah alla dat Huh, I'm livin' fat, me fall
wear I'd have two gats bare Only a few cats clear On how I do that there (joelle) I wreck yous down like molecules When I play them fools I'm just
. I might go dragnet Shoot joe on friday if I miss i'll Get your one day won't forget officer Monday I'm good with gun play I get Wreck check the boss
if I tell that it won't be pretty And I'm really scared of em, he's already hit me He touches me places I don't like it And I ain't talking bout a hug
lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York, When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York, When I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess what, I run New York, I
over homey (Your done Ricky!!!) Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Outro] I just feel like I'm showin off now!!!! I mean I'm rich nman!!!! I have disposable cash, I
my diamonds doin jumpin jacks my pockets gettin fat (gettin fat) I'm gettin fat (gettin fat) obese (obese) I won't stop man I just keep eatin (keep eatin
fake hustlers Whassup? Step to me, I smack you silly I'm the Kid, but no comparison to Billy I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, can't you tell? Girls
Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat I
Artist: big punisher, eightball, fat joe [fat joe] Yeah (y'all niggaz is crazy) Don carta' bomb harder (we makin a bomb mayne) Terror squad, what,
week, man what a relief My arms are sore as hell, I felt rigid and stiff So I turned around and I rolled this big fat spliff That's when I seen her,