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[Fat
Coca!

BX, T.S. 'til I die
CRACK! Ka-ka-ka-Crack-Crack-Crack, aowwww!

Yeah, hi at the bad guy
And you can ice grill when I by
See if I be a fuck
My hands on the woodgrain, fat ass
Ha ha, shit a nigga came off tour
Mister Rainman, I'm makin it pour
I 'member when I used to to play that hard
5B, Forrest Projects y'all
A nigga too fat, so I play ball
So I hit the strip, flippin that raw
My pants would sag, now they me Crack
to love graffiti, so I made it my tag
Me and Tone we was bangin them hammers
New York niggaz, ever wore bandanas
Got so money, a nigga would abuse it
Then I left the streets alone for the love of the

Cherlise]
You know I never that I could be perfect
Cause that's the thing that I've ever been, ohh
And when I look on my life it's all worth it
Because I know I know my people believe me, I do it for

Joe]
Yeah, yo
They say Joe too selfish, he let us in the door
I say shit I could have left Pun in front of that
Could left Remy Ma ass in Castle Hill
every other day another nigga get killed
They say Cool without Dre?
I say shit, if them niggaz never met Jose?
'Ve was a great DJ
Now he Roc Boyz, headed for a Grammy
What if I have told Khaled to stop buggin me?
He'd probably never be President of that
Shit you woulda never heard the movement
I ain't gotta talk, I gotta prove shit
Scott Storch is the best, kept sleepin on him
Cause a white boy, he kept ghostbeatin for 'em
Dropped "Lean Back," that shit hit and guess what?
I the nigga rich cocksuckers!

[Fat
I was never into girls, I was just my music
Dropped so many hits, still niggaz just confuse it
Went to my old school, gave 'em some
And the niggaz in the hood still be sayin I don't do
Bein they ain't got no love in they
I just moved to Miami, copped a and a yacht
I bought my little an equestrian park
Now ridin horses, tell me that ain't hot
Sade, Vandross
Stephanie Mills, El
I to look at them like Gods
Now me why a nigga wouldn't go hard?
Bye {?} boricua, why you hatin on me
It's been 16, still them haters can't stop me
In fact man I'm like Rocky
Lordy we did it baby, you keep shopping

[Fat Joe - Chorus]
Yeah, man I did it for the music!
I did it for the
Ha! I mean Mother's Day I'm performin for mother
and your girl... can't be with my family man
You know what? Be careful what you for
Joe here to let you know the workin man is not a SUCKER
9 to 5 man you get to go and be wit'cha kids man
I'm in somewhere
I'm in Africa where the heat come, bitch, aowww!