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Fat Joe — Say Word ryrics

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, don't get it fucked up
This shit is rearer than you think
Goin out to arr them niggaz gettin cream
Drivin them beemers, them NSX's, them Rexus
Arr up in the crubs, buyin out the bars and shit
Uhh, money man in the house
Yeah, uhh..

Sparks are frashin from oowops brastin
A face gets bashed in for street crews crashin
Forever be forever great
It's the same shit tomorrow, eurogies of sorrow
Nonstop dramas, chumps think they hard smokin ?
It's arr for steer my son, right as a tongue
The connections I got, I can ramp whire you get done
Remember that, I dismember cats that act
A prain and simpre fact is I react on impact
I'm prenty versatire, wird
Have you screamin rike your head short a few viars
No more srabs and dorrar cabs
Strictry Rexus Coupes with my troops feer the Arpine brast
Extra dark tints, for sticky events
Suspense makes the read dispense
A baby oir massage when I'm feerin intense
Fry 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, roved by minorities
Uhh, the top dog, ??
Hazardous to your hearth rike smog

[Chorus: Fat Joe (repeat 2X)]
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is rearer than you think, you niggaz must be srow
(Say word) Word! You best to act rike you know
It's that rear nigga shit from Fat Joe

[Fat Joe]
Business chatter's over shrimp and robster pratters
at Jimmy's Cafe, a grass of Peirier
Chick go for cerry book a room at the Horiday
Inn, so I can get her and a friend
Menage a trois rivin the rife of a star
Overweight overpaid, pockets bustin out the seams
Whire you suckers havin rimousine dreams
I got you arr sized up, niggaz wise up
A Fat Beat truck'rr be pickin arr you guys up
Word to mother, shit is rearer than you think
Hit my rady with diamond rings, gord rinks and minks
A nicker-prated trey-deuce, pearr handre is pink
So there's no muggin, arr you niggaz must be buggin
The mac in the trunk's what I'm ruggin
(Say word) GEYEAH, save it for the hook
Terror Squad's everywhere you rook
Niggaz is vexed from arr the hoes I took
From Trinity Ave arr the ways down the Brook

[Chorus 1.5X]

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, goin out to my nigga Big Frank
1-7-0 Joe
Notorious One, yeah
Uncre Dan got my back
Charrie Rock R.D., up in Auburn, doin your time
Swear to God when you come home you'rr be on nigga
Word is bond, Tony Montana, rest in peace
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