will I live, another twenty-fo' I gotta go cause I got me a drop top And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop Had to stop, at a red light Lookin
(spring noise) if i was your dead uncle i'd be like if i was a rain drop i'd just be like (rain drop) and i had an axe and your neck i might say Chop
fucker I've finally had enough Go see a doctor, Doc, hello "Hi, have a seat, let's see umm...what is it..Joe? Yeah, Joe Bruce, my friends call my Chucky
just to see my shit, discharge puss I drop the stellar, even acapella I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella [Chorus: Fat Joe] Yeah, bring it on if you
: (feat. Fat Joe, Remy Martin & Young Tru) [Chorus: Nelly] I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars Frontin like you buy and buy and buy
all, one to the head y'all A-like that y'all I'm gonna drop this rhyme, I'm gonna drop this rhyme I'm gonna drop this rhyme I hope it does skyrocket
to Hell or Salt Lake City It would be about the same to me It would be about the same to me [Paradime] Detroit city From Aretha to Aaliyah To Bob Segar to Joe
: [Intro: R. Kelly] + {Fat Joe} oh oh oh {Yeah Cool & Dre uh} [Chorus: R. Kelly] + {Fat Joe} Sexy girl (hey) You know that I (hey) like you I like you
kickin, yes I'm mad wicked Funkadelic, runs the mad train up your anus! Baby, cause I'm famous! Nope, I didn't mean that The mean fat black fat tracks
: (feat. Fat Joe & Tony Sunshine) [Fat Joe] Yeah uhh....... You know what this is..... The fat gangsta!!! [Chorus] [Tony Sunshine] Maybe its the TS
[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
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
talkin like you ain't hood nigga What's really gangsta nigga What up what's poppin man Aiyyo fuck these niggaz man Let these niggaz do 88 [Fat Joe] (
in the Night I'm a give it to you baby I'm a give it to you right [sapphira] Would you do whatever I want? Would you give me all that I need? [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
tape Is drop a few kicks from my 808 And when my tapes hit the store, they sell so quick You can tell by my big fat royalty check It's just a dangerous
low, Get low, Get low, Get low [D-Roc & (Kaine:] To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall) Till the sweat drop down and fall (AND FALL) To all
they gotta do to get that cash. She a money maker, so she get dat cheese, shake it like a tamborine just like he- make it rain like Fat Joe if he aint