Fat Joe Say Word Lyrics

Artist: Fat Joe
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[Fat Joe]

Yeah don't get it ****ed up

This **** is realer than you think

Goin out to all them *****z gettin cream

Drivin them beemers them NSX's them Lexus

All up in the clubs buyin out the bars and ****

Uhh money man in the house

Yeah uhh..

Sparks are flashin from oowops blastin

A face gets bashed in for street crews clashin

Forever be forever great

It's the same **** tomorrow eulogies of sorrow

Nonstop dramas, chumps think they hard smokin ?

It's all for steel my son, light as a tongue

The connections I got, I can lamp while you get done

Remember that, I dismember cats that act

A plain and simple fact is I react on impact

I'm plenty versatile, wild

Have you screamin like your head short a few vials

No more slabs and dollar cabs

Strictly Lexus Coupes with my troops feel the Alpine blast

Extra dark tints, for sticky events

Suspense makes the lead dispense

A baby oil massage when I'm feelin intense

Fly mami's with ki's taped to their bo-ties

Transportin through a airport securities

In cahoots with the San Juan authorities

Hated by majorities, loved by minorities

Uhh, the top dog, ??

Hazardous to your health like smog

Chorus: Fat Joe (repeat 2X)

(Say word) Word! **** what you heard

**** is realer than you think, you *****z must be slow

(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know

It's that real ***** **** from Fat Joe

[Fat Joe]

Business chatter's over shrimp and lobster platters

at Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier

Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday

Inn, so I can get her and a friend

Menage a trois livin the life of a star

Overweight overpaid, pockets bustin out the seams

While you suckers havin limousine dreams

I got you all sized up, *****z wise up

A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up

Word to mother, **** is realer than you think

Hit my lady with diamond rings, gold links and minks

A nickel-plated trey-deuce, pearl handle is pink

So there's no muggin, all you *****z must be buggin

The mac in the trunk's what I'm luggin

(Say word) GEYEAH, save it for the hook

Terror Squad's everywhere you look

*****z is vexed from all the hoes I took

From Trinity Ave all the ways down the Brook

Chorus 1.5X

[Fat Joe]

Yeah, goin out to my ***** Big Frank

1-7-0 Joe

Notorious One, yeah

Uncle Dan got my back

Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doin your time

Swear to God when you come home you'll be on *****

Word is bond, Tony Montana, rest in peace
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