' ki's, that's peace, get your cheese, [Incomprehensible] Pump this masterpiece at the loudest degree Let me find out niggaz is noddin' out Take some time out
loudest degree Chorus: Fat Joe, Armageddon (repeat 2X) Let me find out (find out) niggaz is noddin out Take some time out (time out) you wondered my
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all, I put the pieces to the puzzle This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit Fat nigga with shoty
[Intro - Rico Love (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Cribs Mania) It's Love... (Yeah) Turn the lights on! [Chorus - Pleasure P (Fat Joe)] I ain't
a book by di cover, dat's wrong This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton Tell them, what about Pun? Rudeboy, salute with your gun Buju Banton, original rasta gangsta Fat Joe
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble. Came out the gate, on some flow Joe fat with shotty
'll be out of the box Stop running your face and try to listen instead Or you'll be known as a loud-mouth joe rockhead Success is out there for everybody
I come to find out that?I need true love and? I need love will search no further Cause I?m making love where your voice just murer She calls me Pookie
Money grip was ugly, I had to find out at last But shorty had a fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass She got a big fat
You flow cold but Joe flow sicka Even rappin? I'll be like Joe?s that nigger Joe?s got it, supreme team show These are the niggaz you compare to Joe,
nine millimeter go BANG! [sample - "Joe" by Jackie Moore] Does anybody know... Joe... [Fat Joe] This is death to Fat Joe, birth of Cook Sing to 'em niggaz ["Joe
ambulance racin the street Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'fucker [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone
holdin' the crown Now that they give it I'm holdin' a pound And I'm lookin' for some bustas who be actin' like them niggas do dirt Come to find out
hating on The Don, you know ya need Crack Yeah, DJ Kay Slay a.k.a. Slap ya favorite DJ The black Fat Joe of the motherfuckin' game Terror Squad motherfuckers
all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter than me Modesty'll get nowhere, that's why I go there Like lettin' you know where to buy the new Fat Joe
