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| Fat Joe Miscellaneous It's Nothing 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 [Verse 1] 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? I'm 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 I'm sick of it myself I'm loving the shine Who else could it be but the squad's O.G? Be laid up Wit 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? [Chorus] Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' wont you sit in them tires Believe me its nothing G-4 ? 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 Daddy's hooood Believe me its nothing Big trucks mean rides we fly t-squad our time Believe me is nothing [Verse 2] 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 stay - 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 get the Suge Knight effect when he come through When pun died, half of y'all cried The other half wanna See my demise It was inevitable the sqaud'll reach new heights it's 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 jewel's back, let them other crews do that It's so ironic that I'm under fire I'm like 'mine'll get better one time' you dick blowers [Chorus] [Verse 3] No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage It's just another platinum plaque to add to my garage Ten years in the game - and still going hard - Fuck 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 beens about it, y'all dudes is frontin' Big cars, big chips, big Kris' its nothing [Chorus] |
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