The Crackhouse (Feat. Lil Wayne) - Fat Joe I＇m sleepin＇ on a billion dollars!
I＇m eatin＇, I＇m eatin＇ I＇m sleepin＇ on a billion dollars!
Oh no, Oh Joe, he＇s did it he＇s back In the back of that black Maybach trippin＇ Now blow that motherfucking kush up in the sky La la la la la la la Bumpin＇ that Kanye, you can＇t tell me nothing, riiight? La la la la la la la la la la Hand on the shotgun, and I＇m ridin＇ shotgun Uzis, banana clips, what what, I got some Bullets are wholesale, food stamps, coupons Yellow mustard Phantom car it Grey Poupon I can make it Pacman Jones in here too long We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song C＇mon c＇mon there＇s too many ringtones 2.8 whatcha want me to tell ya? Make it rain, Mary Anna go and grab an umbrella Ella, ella, ella, HOLY SHIT! So much coke a nigga have to shovel it So much coke a nigga change his government Now we can all sing along for the fuck of it Crack, crack, crack, crack! Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse I mean I＇m talkin＇ more pies than a frat house This is a problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don＇t do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin＇ it until you＇re done wit＇ it Bring em to the crackhouse, show em the crackhouse Take em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse You gotta touch your toes or I＇m out Fuck a club I got a strip pole in my house yeah! 6 million ways to make it rain, hold up Conflicts in my chain from Mangola Convicts in my plane when we roll up And they hustle yay NOT VITAMIN WATER Fat cuz I＇m so rich, rich cuz I＇m so hood Uzi your whole whip, nigga I＇m that hood You flow cold but Joe flow sicker
Even Reverend Al be like, ＂Joe＇s that nigga!＂ John Gotti, Supreme Team show These are the niggas you compare to Joe, HELLO! This is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse I mean I＇m talkin＇ more pies than a frat house This is a problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don＇t do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin＇ it until you＇re done wit＇ it Bring em to the crackhouse, it＇s the crackhouse Walk em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse Get em, Joey just get em Get em, get on them And if they piss you off you shit on them And if they piss you off you shit on them
Hey Weez just stop right thurr Shit I don＇t let em go, get the whole block clear These niggas actors, they are not there And there time＇s tickin＇ like an Altomare First nigga pop up and we gave him the piece Next nigga pop up leave him under the sheets C＇mon papa, you talkin to ME Ain＇t nobody else runnin＇ these streets COCKSUCKER! Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse Man I＇m talkin＇ more pies than a frat house This is the problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don＇t do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin＇ it until you＇re done wit＇ it Take em to the crackhouse They don＇t want the crackhouse, they don＇t want the crackhouse Kick em out the crackhouse
