(Spoken:) Wait a minute, baby You packin' your bags How soon Naw, don't do that Wait a minute Why don't you stay a while How soon We can work this out
Wait a minute, baby, you packin' your bags How soon? Now, don't do that, wait a minute Why don't you stay a while? How soon? We can work this out, sit
Traduction: Joe. Comment Bientôt.
: (Spoken:) Wait a minute, baby You packin' your bags How soon Naw, don't do that Wait a minute Why don't you stay a while How soon We can work this
on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop Family or not, some niggas making plans with the cops Trying to figure how to make this animal
't stop, no we won't stop) Remember when you got your first drum set? And how we used to practice in the basement, When I was singing like Billie Joe
s a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window shopper In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy Joe you's a window shopper
Don't Correct Shi* Cause The First Thing He Asked Is Who Gotta Get Hit A Shoot Out In 89' Fu**** Up How He Walk He A Grimey Ass Ni**A, You See How He
I got too much momentum movin in my direction to lose my shoes will explode as soon as you go to step in 'em (BROOM) you know how we do it when we do how
you can call me Nickel the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad,
Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I betchu that you won't find it Rocking Louie and MC'ing Guess I'm closed minded Obama suite you won't blow up into Joe
. That young man spoke to God. He spoke to God?! And God said, "Joe, people really need to know that the Bible isn't two parts. There's a part three to the Bible, Joe
(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
out I got a big dog in the front yard Best buh-lieve that bitch bite hard I gotta grand daddy who think he Joe Clark And that's how we do it round these
ya' out I got a big dog in the front yard Best buh-lieve that bitch bite hard I gotta grand daddy who think he Joe Clark And that's how we do it 'round
