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Utwór: TS Piece

  • wykonawca: Fat Joe
  • album: Loyalty
  • wyświetleń: 978

[Fat Joe]
  Yeah uhh.......
  You know what this is.....
  The fat gangsta!!!
    [Chorus]
  [Tony Sunshine]
  Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
  Maybe its that Escalade (Come get em right)
  Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies like)
  Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
  I dont know what it is
  All I know it that this chick
  Is gon leave wit me
  Gon creep wit me
  Gon freak wit me
  Gon leave wit me
    [Verse 1]
    [Fat Joe]
  I know it seems every song, is about like the same old thing
  But when you rich, aint nuthin to do but fuckin hang
  Eat good, spend money, count chunks of change
  Keep mah ladies lookin good, when they touch the Range.
  Never fuck wit a bitch, if she cant be trained
  Never leave wit a chick, if she dont give brain.
  We could leave on trip, I got a private plane
  I dont fly, but we could park it up and blaze.
  Joe's the God
  And I know you need somethin to praise
  Just have a lil faith, and you could be saved.
  Uhh, it's not mah fualt if they love the kid
  It might be the chain or the whip
  I dont know what it is.
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
    [Remy Ma]
  Umm, I dont mean no harm
  But their ain't a chick sicka then Remy Ma
  And all the hot boys wanna fuck wit Rem
  And I dont turn em away
  I'm like, I'm the bomb now.
  Wheres your gurl, dont matter to me
  I'm way out of her league
  She cant keep up to mah speed.
  Shes weak, she dont need to smoke weed
  And wherever shes at
  is where she should be.
  Now, wheres your wife, I dont care
  I'll be at the crib, when she ain't there.
  Baby do mah nails, and lace mah hair
  Take me out on trips and pay the fare.
  Maybe.
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
    [Fat Joe]
  Damn, look at all the rocks he got
  Ferrari drop 360,hard to top
  The party's hot,all white linen affair
  Im doin the suit thang, white Nike Airs.
  I'm in the middle of the crowd, like the Don is here.
  Shorty whistlin in mah ear
  Told me what she wanna hear,she said
  "We thuggin
  smokin on sumthin
  down to leave wit ya'll, As long as ya'll fuckin."
  Woo, thas how you do that there
  See me wit mah boys, bring ya crew bak here
  We ridin,she drivin
  On our way to the crib, long fish arrivin.
    [Chorus]
  [Tony Sunshine]
  Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
  Maybe its that Escalade (Come get em right)
  Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies like)
  Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
  I dont know what it is
  All I know it that this chick
  Gon leave wit me
  Gon creep wit me
  Gon freak wit me
  Gon leave wit me
    Gon leave wit me
  Gon creep wit me
  Gon freak wit me
  Gon leave wit me
    [Chorus]
  

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