my niggaz, you bound to see a profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit
Profit We Makin Profit Prprpr Profit Pr Profit Yeah In The Hood They Call Me Joey The Profit If You Listen Close My My Niggaz You Bound To See A Profit [Verse: Fat Joe
Übersetzung: Fat Joe. Der Profit.
Bitch Ass Niggaz They Cant Stop Us We Turnin Profit Pr Pr Pr Profit Pr Profit We Makin Profit Prprpr Profit Pr Profit Yeah In The Hood They Call Me Joey The Profit
't stop us We turn a Profit P-P-P-P-Profit the Profit We make a P-P-P-P-Profit, Profit Yeah in the hood they call me Joey the profit If you listen close
the future of Ras Kass lies in the skull Like the coronal suture So I write truly fat shit for the core audience But sometimes I wonder does it really exist? Cuz true lyricists in hip-hop Joe
baked in Epsom salt Rep in New York is the cat burglar, the fat murderer Slippin' the clip in the Mac, inserter Hurtin' your pockets, droppin' your stock to zero profit
the future of Ras Kass lies in the skull Like the coronal suture So I write truly fat shit for the core audience But sometimes I wonder does it really exist? 'cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe
wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add It's mathematics Chorus: scratched by DJ Premier (repeat 2X) "The Mighty Mos Def.." "It's simple mathematics" - Fat Joe
Big Macs for the fat, lo-cal wraps for the call centre battery hens, Japanese snacks for the choice-spoilt citizens, caviar kickbacks for the citadel
