My World - Fat Joe/Big Punisher
Written by:BabyPaul
Ohh yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh
Lotta money in here
Uh
Terror squad
Now
And forever
Together
Uh
Top of the world tun
Till my
Yeah
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Uhh
Yeah
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They call me joey crack my namell never be forgotten
Livin' in the ny
City thats rotten
Niggas on the block still screamin' and plottin'
Wonderin'
If my squad gon stop bubblin'
But we not 'cuz we all still shinin'
You average we floss four karat diamonds
Layin' up in the plushes suite
Wit the thuggish freaks
She love to eat plus bust the heat
We touch the streets wit the same principles
Everyday gotta get this cash know it makes sense to you
Joe crack one in a million
Get cash from drug deals
But still keep the weapons concealed
Build wit the gods
Todays madd fast cars
Who copped what and got shot comin' out the bar
My repitore is far beyond belief
Yall ain't much to me
Honestly you can't f**k wit me
Life my money my world
My girls ts electrify the sky like the 3rd rail
Want us to fail 'cuz you on our dick
But as long as every song
Is rich you can't tell me sh*t
We been doin' this since prince was the bomb
Before he changed his name and started making wack songs
Before the trigger talk and the heat wit chalk
Was our last resort and niggas took it to the streets
Nothing on my wrist but crushed ice
Bumpin' the heist in the gs wit the bug lights
Just the life that the playa portrays
Lookin' laced in my fj560s
It's many ways that we gon get it
Look how many years we don did it
Cop land and build a home in it
Thats all I ever wanted the dreamed of
Create a mean buzz
Slick cream and show my team love
You see us on B E T
Rockin' ice blue suits
Pardon the jewlery
Is the same fat kid from the ave of trinity
It's been around three years since my last L P
But it gets no better than this
Consecutive hits
You on some jealous ones envy sh*t
Conpetitive b**ch
I got my enemies mapped out
No doubt
Take the leer jet to cali
Theres a party up at shaqs house
You don't wanna compare counts
Pull ya stash out
The ultraviolet from my ice will make you pass out
My niggas force black outs
Shoot up ya skate key
You love to hate me
Pushin' the dope ass ride doin' a hundred eighty
Life my money my world
My girls T S electrify the sky like the 3rd rail
Want us to fail 'cuz you on our dick
But as long as every song
Is rich
You can't tell me sh*t
We been doin' this since prince was the bomb
Before he changed his name and started making wack songs
Before the trigger talk and the heat wit chalk
Was our last resort and niggas took it to the streets
Yeah
Uh uh
Ohh rap yow yeah
Uh uh
Uh
Ohh rap with you
Yeah
Gon ride for you
Ha ha
Yeah we gon ride for you
Ha ha
We gon ride for you
Ha ha
Yeah we gon ride for you motherf**k in gon ride for you
Ha
Yeah
Everybody in the struggle
Hold ya head baby
Uh
Yeah
Charli rock L D
Big surge
Big frank big o
Huh
We gon ride for you
Best believe ima ride for you
Ha ha
Yeah
I'm gon ride for
You
Best believe we gon ride for you
Terror squad
9 8 new millenium
Joey crack
Realness
Tony montana
Yeah
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