โหลดเพลง mp3 Walk On By (feat. Charli Baltimore) - Fat Joe

Walk On By - Fat Joe (肥仔乔)/Charli Baltimore
Written by：Buckwild
Yes indeed what the deal
This is the kid capri
Up here with my man Joey Crack
Joey Crack got this new joint coming out
Yo Joey tell 'em what the name of this joint is
This is for the hoes and b**ches
A yo what about all the young ladies the positive
Young ladies
Like I said baby this is dedicated to the hoes and b**ches
Speak on it man
This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas
For all the hoes and b**ches who swallow nut by the litres
Two months pregnant mad pokin' the fetus
But she don't give a f**k still suckin' for sneakers
You know the type d*mn dirty is right she even
Did it wit dice
And made a dildo of ice
A yo it's like the hiest
Move ya phat a** to gain
And if you love me baby girl give my friends
Some entertainment yo that's foul Joe
Hey yo I treat 'em how they act yo
Behave like a hooker and played like a madd ho
Rumor has it that you take it in the

And wrap ya lips around my like a lasso
I love the way you hold that
Joe crack bozak
While niggas bone that
My stomach's where ya nose at

Just another ho in the midst
That does more than kiss when we start pourin' the 'Cris
Hook

All you b**ches be f**kin' for money

Playin' niggas but they can't get sh*t from me
You ain't smokin' my lye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't f**kin' just walk on by
All you b**ches just walk on by
I once knew a girl by the name of Savannah
Met her backstage at a show in Alanta
Seemed like a nice girl class and well mannered
When I took her to the hotel the b**ch went bananas
Did my eyes decieve me
Was she suckin' three pee pee's
Caught it all on tape so I could watch it late on T V
Couldn't wait to beep me
Started in the car shorty caught the quick train from
The trinity stars
Big Joe'll railroad
Any frail ho
Have a b**ch scream and yell throwin' elbows
Now who the hell knows
Why these girls f**k for cell phones
Turnin' tricks for material sh*t
Now bust it you wanna hit it gotta pay top dollar
These chics is hott rodders
Wit grips like rottwilers
But why bother
Picture me payin' a fee
I'll just play like akinyle and f**k these hoes for free

All you b**ches be f**kin' for money

Playin' niggas but they can't get sh*t from me
You ain't smokin' my lye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't f**kin' just walk on by
All you b**ches just walk on by
Picture be more on the floor on all fours
Mind must've lost yours
Never been tossed
Tour thats what I do for ones
Not whore baby thats what I do for fun
Now I dread that I gave you head
All because them four double a duracells went dead
My vibrator huh playa hatin' on me
Thinking you can hit this and get away scott free
Now you boomeranged all I wanted was some action
Brought my own branton
Got my own mansion
Now you off tryin' to front to yo niggas
Cuz I blew ya back out and got my own figgas
Please you was just something to do
Had a camcorder too
How you like that boo
You madd 'cuz I hit that and vanished
Or 'cuz you on tape screamin' charli baltimore in spanish
All you b**ches be f**kin' for money

Playin' niggas but they can't get sh*t from me
You ain't smokin' my lye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't f**kin' just walk on by
All you b**ches just walk on by

Just walk on by

See ya later yeah

You scandulous ho

I'm going to do