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| Fat Joe Miscellaneous Nasty Hoes Intro/Outro: all Hey brown suga, you know my name No need to front, if the thought's the same I got one night in town don't play no games Let's get it on no need for shame (repeat 2X) Verse One: Sadat X The X is like a monument, I'm old New York I hope you know where I'm comin from You got to take some, and then you leave some Good food, shoes and clothes Stay away from the nasty hoes Your old pops he don't like my style He resort to callin names as long as names stay names and no games I resist the urge to blast his old ass to flames A long hot summer, with no contract One-twenty blocks, breakin open that pack Your role models, now down with the bottles That's over near the store with the reinforced door and the breakaway for a pitbull named Thor, hah For real Slim, for real cause I can't stress no ass Cause it's, one where you came from, just like the same one That was there yesterday, today, tomorrow Assembly car lines, line em up from behind Sick that ass like a cactus, react to this dick, uh! Helmet wrapped tight sees no daylight I roll two-ply duke and that's a must Picture me knockin off shorty here with the rawness A year or two later got ta hear it And ain't got long to live, and ain't got long to live Good lovin, food and clothes Stay away from the nasty hoes (repeat 2X) Just live, and let live... niggaz, live, and let live Verse Two: Fat Joe Welcome to the world of AIDS is what she wrote on the mirror with the red lipstick before I woke Who would ever think that this would happen to me Bitch hit me off with HIV, purposely Met her at the club, think it was the Copa Scopin out her thighs and, sizin up her chocha Seductive red dress, lookin Halle Barry-ious What's your name Miss? "Sixty-Nine" Nice alias Next thing you know, face up the asshole Tongue on the clit, chick screamin "Ay Fat Joe!" Didn't have to taste her, but the puss was callin me Think that I should lace her "Nah it's much safer orally" The moral to the story is the mustard's all around So boricuas watch to see that you can catch it goin downtown Practice safe sex never flex unprotect I ain't really got AIDS, it's just a motherfuckin record Intro/Outro |
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