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[Fat
Coca!

BX, T.S. I die muh'fuckersssss
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 to have to play that hard
Apartment 5B, Projects y'all
A nigga too fat, so I couldn't ball
So I hit the strip, started that raw
My pants would sag, now they me Crack
Used to love graffiti, so I it my tag
Me and Tone Montana we was them hammers
before New York niggaz, wore bandanas
Got so much money, a would abuse it
Then I left the alone for the love of the music

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

[Fat
Yeah, yo
They say Joe too selfish, he won't let us in the
I say shit I could have left Pun in of that store
have left Remy Ma ass in Castle Hill
Where other day another nigga get killed
say what's Cool without Dre?
I say shit, what if niggaz never met Jose?
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 never be President of that company
Shit you probably woulda heard the movement
I ain't gotta talk, I gotta prove shit
Scott Storch is the best, kept sleepin on him
Cause he's a 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 them niggaz just it
Went to my old school, 'em some computers
And the in the hood still be sayin I don't do shit
Bein ain't got no love in they hearts
I just moved to Miami, a crib and a yacht
I bought my 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 on me papi?
It's sweet 16, still them haters can't stop me
In fact man I'm just like
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 mean Mother's Day I'm performin for your
and your girl... can't even be my family man
You know what? Be careful you wish for
Joe Crack's 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 somewhere
I'm in Africa the heat come, Crack bitch, aowww!