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Traduction: Fat Joe. Fat Joe Way.
side, i pluck through it quick I been one of them boys since way back when This is way before a nigga brought grey plaques in So if i spray mac-10s, Bet
hey,hey (FAT JOE) Fresh off tha runway pale white nik'z, phantom top drop on that I 95 pink see us sucka'z who but I? im on my way to party a corut NY
serp went platinum, Style's and Sheek Louch went double plastic, Yayo, Buck and Banks was puttin out classics, A hundred shots, a hundred clips, y'all ready to die, Fat Joe
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
Fat Joe: Put the fuckin' mic on Mic is on Joe Crack the Don uh Yeah, Yeah, Y'All Irv Gotti Ashanti: What's love? Fat Joe: Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
No more The juke box daddies been blowin' my mind I ain't goin' nowhere I got lots of time I'm fat as a cow oh how'd I ever get this way I like to
See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh
all that... fall back [Verse 2: Fat Joe] Niggaz must want Joey to lean on 'em Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em Let 'em sleep on it it's nothin
(feat. Fat Joe) [Intro: Fat Joe] Joe Creezy, uh, please, please, believe B-R-A-N-D-Y, Uh huh [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Who else but the D-O-N? Nah mami I ain
(Feat. Fat Joe, Big Pun & R. Perkins) [Rodney] Yo I don't think they're ready for this one Another Darkchild remix Brandy, RJ, Big Pun, Fat Joe, Terror
few hundred dollars That's paper thin, I got my mamma out the apron I'm loyal to her from eight to ten Make way for the twin [Fat Joe](Brandy) Who the
lot of enemies. But trick when it?s like that, it?s cause I been a G. Look at the way women tend to grin at me. I like the way she shake it with a lot
Mr. 305, I'm a part of Miami's Heat. I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street. Low key and stay quiet, that's how these chicos in
