Fat Joe

Fat Joe - My Life Style (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Ts Double R baby!

D Block (aha)

Joe Crack

This is History

(Jadakiss)

Yeah! huh!

Who go the most cars most guns most bitches

And i dont gotta pull a trigger i just blow kisses

Niggas love Jada they hate rap

Upstate trying to get their weight back

Bout to go to Kasack

Cause i made niggaz believe

Its my voice my flow that helped your fagget ass get in the league

And I dont gotta suck dick to sell records

Get all up out of character screming your records

Listen to me

I'm that Cat that'll sit in a tree

And shoot the dog in tha head while he shittin' and pee

And I'm just so cool

I'll probably just snatch chilly from Usher in a club in Atlanta

Wit no jewels

You always was push you never was hard

You know who it is

Ruff Ryders and taring the squad

And make sure you remember this

My Life Style Remix kiss Joe Cracks and remeness

(Chorus)

Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle

Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse

Wanna a war with the Don, have your Mac's out

Bring it on, and I'ma show you gangsta

(Fat Joe)

Buggy Down wit the mat

Buggy Down wit resat

Fuck around hear the sound of these cats

Wanna a clown where we at (Come on)

Fuck That

Dont you know what you do when you foll with Joey Crack (huh)

Still gorillas ya'll

Just pretend that you've

Claimed troductions that we dont remember

Always thinking that you running the streets

So i'm a leave you leaking under a sheet

Fucking wit Joe Crack is costly

No cat get of me

They learn that when i sold lots of forestry

A few dudes crippled

Never to Vegge

Its more than nobby its the tearing squad crue deadly

What can we do to stop it?

Everything new he got it

Covertible blue six before you knew they drop it

And if they didn't well you would assume he drop it

My Life Style this shit man is truly popin'

(Chorus)

Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle

Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse

Wanna a war with the Don have your Mac's out

Bring it on, and I'ma show you gangsta

(Remy Martin)

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

I got you back stage you already know whats gona happen

Aint gona be no deplors just a hole lot of clappin'

You cant live My Life Style

Let me catch your ass raping

First bitch to spit a verse first bitch that i'm slapping

Tell me how these clowns gona laught at me

When I flying passed they ass

Pushing the porche to its cappasity

You can see me where ever Joey Crack be

Pretty had nigga sick like oh shit thats remy

Yeah!

Straight Gangsta what?

Straight music!

All the hype about your album and it aint even do shit

You might have a gun but you sure dont use it

And if given the opertunity you probably wouldn't shoot it

I'm the bitch in this rap shit so fuck all you actress

I'm directing this movie

And your just an actress (they wanna what?)

(Chorus)

Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle

Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse

Wanna a war with the Don have your Mac's out

Bring it on, and I'ma show you gangsta

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