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- Fat Joe It's Nothing 歌詞
- Fat Joe
- Yeah uhh joe crack the don
Ton sunshine terror uhh
Terror squad its our time
Uhh yea hand it ova
Uh yo uh huh what yea uh woo
Yea mami jus like that bend down grab ya ankles do it for crack Damn should be illegal how that ass so fat The way you shake yo shit make me wanna cop back
Is it ya motion causing all this commotion Forget niggaz you even got bitches approaching
Who am I Im just a kid from the bronx If you love hip hop you might of heard my shit once Or maybe twice or like thirteen thousand times Im sick of it myself Im loving the shine Who else could it be but the squads o g Be laid up with chicks that resemble
Half black Japanese n something
Menages orgies believe me its nothing
The girls want tha facts got to feed em the lies Who else can have you swimming in wealth the blink of an eye Big trucks gee rides we fly twenty fo wont you sit in them tires Believe me its nothing
G4 just wont mix with my ride keep a strap on my side Believe me its nothing
Fast women bad bitches down hoes hood rich pitch up in daddys hooood Believe me its nothing Big trucks mean rides we fly t squad our time
Believe me is nothing
Drop from Harlem even more for Brooklyn
Still got my name covering the walls in central Brooklyn
Haters want me they love to slut me Mad because my fat ass stays living comfy Down in d r on the landing strip When record sales get low we back to advancing bricks Jack of all trades we do that too The only rapper gets the suge knight effect when he comes through When pun died half of yall cried The other half wanna see my demise
It was inevitable the sqaudll reach new heights its unforgettable
Follow the don is all we kept telling you Once you down with the squad you can never give up No need to get ya jewels back let them other crews do that Its so ironic that Im under fire Im like minell get better one time you dick blowers
Big trucks gee rides we fly twenty fo wont you sit in them tires Believe me its nothing G4 just wont mix with my ride keep a strap on my side Believe me its nothing Fast women bad bitches down hoes hood rich pitch up in daddys hooood Believe me its nothing
No ya not dreaming its not a visage Its just another platinum plaque to add to my garage Ten years in the game and still going hard F**k a club we flood the studio wit broads Uhh my whole life never been more focused
Joes the don ask Jennifer Lopez
What the hell in the world did they do to provoke this The newspaper reported the scene was atrocious
And still find the time to please girls
Even get hit on by the chick on cenas world
We beans about it yall dudes is frontin Big cars big chips big Kris its nothing
Big trucks gee rides we fly twenty fo wont you sit in them tires Believe me its nothing
G4 just wont mix with my ride keep a strap on my side Believe me its nothing Fast women bad bitches down hoes hood rich pitch up in daddys hooood Believe me its nothing Big trucks mean rides we fly t squad our time Believe me is nothing
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