anything for you) Baby I won't tell I never do bad to you Cause Baby you got it And you got me I gotta thing for ya [Fat Joe:] A material girl In a material
- don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath
you and you [Verse 3: Fat Joe] To all the ladies out there if you love your man You need to hold your man embrace your man And just grab his hand repeat
up you in the club with you're girls call you're man up cause you ain't coming home mammy Breathe and stop Expel when the baseline drop [Fat joe
(feat. Terror Squad) [Fat Joe] Yea, time to educate the youth (Speak on it God) Cause if we won't, then who will? (True) Terror Squad style, yo (Speak
Fat Joe] Ahhhhhhh yeah! Da Fat Gangsta Chorus: repeat 2X You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe You gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe [Fat Joe
last But shorty had a fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass (Repeat 3x) She got a big fat... No need to be ill come all out my face But the name is Fat Joe
rhyme I kick the hits even with the big belly Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly So give me that honey love You know what I'm thinking of Joe's the man
cuz I talk like this The corporate thugs is like, "Nah Hov" Talk that shit The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Whattup
"I remember" Travelin' to Philly to record with Vinnie "I remember" Celph first movin' to New York City "I remember" Rock Steady's Anniversary was insane Beatnuts, Fat Joe
U heard wat i said muthfucka did i studder Wit my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle im out [Fat Joe] Coka baby man u kno i already had
(feat. T-Pain, Young Jeezy, Ludacris, Busta Rhymes, Big Boi, Lil Wayne, Fat Joe, Birdman and Rick Ross) DJ Khaled We the best Who We nigga We the best
(feat. Fat Joe, M.O.P.) [Fat Joe] yeah uh, GangStarr Crack Man, M.O.P. uh, BX, Brooknam, haha come on living legends, ya heard me? yeah uh yo uh I got
mind I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme Meetin greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe Fat
with the whole ball of wax Call or fax for the freshest rhyme delivery Or takeout, for the fake-you-out ballers in the industry Boss with the Lee jeans, bad man
Sand" game and you know what go cop! 50x50 book too! Man know what I'm 'bout that... Ha! DJ Whoo Kid! Fat Joe I've got yo' baby! Daaaaaaaaammn! FUCK FAT JOE
(feat. Fat Joe) Liberta, liberta (*repeats into chorus*) (Why me?) Why my life had to be so rough (Why me?) Why the fuck I had such bad luck (Why me
(feat. Cassidy, Fat Joe, Nas) [Swizz] Remix [Chorus][Nas] Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me The block salute me, the hood salute me You should