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Fat Joe I Want You

I want you, I want you Baby, no one else Can eva want you like I do I?m feelin? love in the deepest fall, give you the keys and all You even when helped

Fat Joe] (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin

the lights on! [Chorus - Pleasure P (Fat Joe)] I ain't gotta lie, so don't even trip, I'm super-duper fly, you know that I'm the shit, 220 on the dash

with a pen What more can I say, Doc billin? Gilla general, Def Squad lieutenant Ill at will, thought you knew I'm in the hood, you most wanted up in Malibu I

Jacob And I gotta a "mac" and I don't mean make up Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum Do you want it raw? Or do want me to bake em? Get the

Makes you order French champagne Once you've had a taste of her You're guaranteed to go insane Repeat 2 (2x) [Cuban Link] Yo, yo Joe the first day I

man____ till I pass the hell out I want some slobber hanging out the side of your mouth I want some honey flow to the bed to the couch I wants some to

the house, bitch I tell you, nobody does it better than Too Short I got so many raps, I know you can't have more 'Cause I grew up on the mic, I spent

get it in quick drop that booty to the floor i make it rain money quick, I can chain,I can rip. girl you know you got the wheels. I got the dome like