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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 when I drive by
See if I be givin a
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 have to play hard
Apartment 5B, Forrest Projects
A nigga too fat, so I couldn't play
So I hit the strip, started that raw
My pants would sag, now callin me Crack
Used to love graffiti, so I it my tag
Me and Tone Montana we was them hammers
before New York niggaz, ever 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 dreamed that I could be
Cause that's the only thing that I've been, ohh
And when I back 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 left Pun in front of that store
Could left Remy Ma ass in Castle Hill
Where other day another nigga get killed
They say what's Cool Dre?
I say shit, what if them niggaz never met
Hell 'Ve was a DJ
Now he produce Roc Boyz, for a Grammy
What if I would have told Khaled to stop me?
He'd probably be President of that company
Shit you woulda never heard the movement
I ain't talk, I ain't gotta prove shit
Scott Storch is the best, they sleepin on him
Cause he's a white boy, he ghostbeatin for 'em
Dropped "Lean Back," that shit hit and guess what?
I made the rich cocksuckers!

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

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