Fat Joe

[Intro]
This should be played at high volume
[Fat Joe]
This is, this is, this is
Cook! Cool n Dre!
Ain't nobody seeing this right here, we see nobody
[Chorus]
I know you came to party so (Oh) get up on yo feet (The god just stepped in town)
Yeah baby just trip that body (come on down), and sing along wit me (come on)
I know you've been searchin' for someone who
Satisfies you and gives you so much more
(Yo) Caution when my lip just twitch to one side
We don't bitch, we don't snitch
We thick, and just ride
And I, never gave a fuck about popo
Niggaz so gangsta, making songs bout my .44
My, mymy fofo fofofofo
It gets worse, kick my shit when I visit the church
I'm down wit TD Jakes and Kirk Franklin
Better have my offerin' plate filled wit' franklins
Blasphemy, I got niggaz that'll blast for me
Ribs touchin and they askin' me, Crack! Nigga!
Show me where the safe bet, I'll lay 'em down with the mac
Leave 'em face flat, listen
You don't wanna start no drama
We don't scrap when there's problems we just clap and revolve 'em
And get it coke, let it go, head it ___, sippin mo, didn't know? Better know now
[Chorus]
Puff and pass in the Hilton suite
Crush and pass, is the sick, tape me
I'll probably when i, ask her didn't know the dick ten feet
You'll need a ladder just to sit on me
(Good! God!) In the race screamin' viva Tito