with hunnies, panties with no tops We take a puff of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe
{Like foreskin on the album, you would've play, play that beat You know he is not real And like, he is alright, but he is not real Just stayin' in the
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe] Ay , yo It took 8 Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now Big money talkin', Mayweather
so dark and me hat so low Me never ever ask to become solo Now me head so hot, and me dreads so cold Me so cold (Me come and say) [Verse 1 - Fat Joe
glass I thought after all these years of searching around I'd found my soulmate finally But one day I found OUT she actually owned a copy Of Joe Dirt
in my Kangols so my outfit matches So we mashed out Wave Street, partied on Broad Enter the 36 Chambers and swung swords Bug when the Force MD's met the Fat
Tommie Frazier on the mulfuckin one or two's Or Michael Vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through Yea, 25, 25, 25 can I get 30 my side jones is fat and
don't stop it Just drop it, more like it's hot miss Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I Put a
, c'mon Forget your friends, you can trust this I know you heard how we run tris, but I want one chic Don thick with the big hips,joe will have a hoe Screaming "fat
I was frozen, stuck in one place I ain't fronting Seis she was more amazing in grace The type of face you pay to say everyday upon the stage [Fat Joe
(Fat Joe) Yeah, Yeah (Mmm) This is the Terror Squad, Bleach Brother, Colabo (Mmmm) Italiano (what) Ya know da deli Aha, Aha Dirtman Hey yo, Hey yo, Hey
in the middle of a skanless ass vibe We copped another sack so you know my ass high Funk made by my nigga named X Bitches with the fat lips and fat
I woke up one day in Vacaville Round the corner from the pen Fat house on the hill All the homies in the pen straigt locked down But I gotta get dressed
3 on hit Frontin' on me like you want some Better sell a million records, go platinum 'Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a one-rap rapper You wanna
turnin' tricks Fuckin' one nigga while you lickin' two dicks She's a freak I fucked you, you fucked me We had one fat ass orgy With a dick in your mouth and one
in line I said because I'm only gonna tell you one more time Cause if that ass kind of stocky and fat Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up bounce (BACK
like golf and put a hole in one I don't carry guns but my dawg holdin' one Y'all boys flip bricks, these boys flip tons One time Fat Joe, rest in peace
I'mma take, I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the team one fat ass, one flat ass n-gga hit the switcheroo on my black ass ever seen Joe's jeans on a