Joe's Turkey
Fatlip"Joe's Turkey" is a song by Fatlip, released in 2005 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:01 long and contains 88 lines and 703 words.
Lyrics
0:11I came a long way brought up the wrong way
0:13My life used to be f**ked that's all I'm gonna say
0:16'Cause you already know how the game go
0:18All over the globe it's only more of the same yo
0:21Day by day we all work hard for pay
0:24Doin' what we got to do to survive
0:26If you don't that's for you to decide
0:28Is you down to ride hustle provide the muscle
0:31But then go from every angle to piece of the puzzle
0:34Yo I'm tryin' to pawn the buckle
0:36Make the struggle worth all my trouble
0:38The hood gonna love the new Fatlip
0:40No I'm not the crack addict
0:42B**ch a** niggers who slept before my last sh*t
0:45My style is classic
0:46Born to be classic
0:48Peace to O.D. the basket
0:50And f**k America
0:52Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible
0:55So I'm gonna do what I gots to do
0:58Get money make money by any means
1:00Whatever that means no more pork and beans
1:03Fresh and clean physically as well as mental
1:05Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential
1:08Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride
1:14Back again straight out the trash can
1:16Startin' back in the game with a master plan
1:19Tryin' to get this money just as fast as I can
1:21Procrastination is disastrous man
1:24My sh*t's critical but little identical
1:26To the n****r that up and split thirty years ago
1:29But today's my day babe
1:31Formulate a plan to stay babe for six more decades
1:34Invest my cash stash a little nest egg
1:37Nothing but the fly sh*t I wanna buy sh*t
1:40Homes in Rome Cadillac chrome
1:42Trust funds for my little sons when they grown
1:45Cool little hideaway spot that I own
1:47So all y'all suckers can leave me the f**k alone
1:50I don't wanna be bothered don't bother to holler
1:52Yo squeak let me borrow a dollar to get home
1:55Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible
1:58So I'm gonna do what I gots to do
2:01Get money make money by any means
2:03Whatever that means no more pork and beans
2:06Fresh and clean physically as well as mental
2:08Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential
2:11Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride
2:16Everybody broke it really ain't a joke
2:19I'm asking my sister for cigarettes to smoke
2:21Borrowing clothes from my brother
2:23Was so cold we all three be living with my mother
2:27Running up the phone bill can't afford my own meal
2:29At a time in her life when she's supposed to chill
2:32I'm sorry mama I'm irresponsible
2:34As humanly possible my mind is illogical
2:37I get money one day be broke the next
2:40Six months left for the next publishing check
2:43In the meantime in between time
2:45I beg D.V. for a G to write these rhymes
2:48Verbal I speak that hobo language
2:51It's in my blood pop train hopped in the rain and mud
2:54Sleet and snow to get where he had to go
2:57Well f**k that you know
2:58Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible
3:01So I'm gonna do what I gots to do
3:04Get money make money by any means
3:06Whatever that means no more pork and beans
3:09Fresh and clean physically as well as mental
3:11Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential
3:14Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride
3:20Get money make money yo yo yo
3:22Make money get money yo yo yo
3:25Make money get money
3:26Ain't a damn thing changed you still need that change
3:30More than that dollars and cents you know what I'm sayin'
3:33So from here on out from now on until infinity
3:39You gonna see me on my grind baby
3:41You know what I'm sayin'
3:42Yeah I know that sh*t sounds corny
3:44'Cause everybody talkin' 'bout tryin' to get money
3:46But this sh*t is for real real really real real real
3:49Know what I'm saying
3:50And and that's you know that's all I can say
3:54You know what I'm saying
3:55I'm gonna be rolling and doing my little thing
3:58Get my little Gotti doodads my little blappers
4:01Fat leezy baby
I came a long way brought up the wrong way My life used to be f**ked that's all I'm gonna say 'Cause you already know how the game go All over the globe it's only more of the same yo Day by day we all work hard for pay Doin' what we got to do to survive If you don't that's for you to decide Is you down to ride hustle provide the muscle But then go from every angle to piece of the puzzle Yo I'm tryin' to pawn the buckle Make the struggle worth all my trouble The hood gonna love the new Fatlip No I'm not the crack addict B**ch a** niggers who slept before my last sh*t My style is classic Born to be classic Peace to O.D. the basket And f**k America Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible So I'm gonna do what I gots to do Get money make money by any means Whatever that means no more pork and beans Fresh and clean physically as well as mental Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride Back again straight out the trash can Startin' back in the game with a master plan Tryin' to get this money just as fast as I can Procrastination is disastrous man My sh*t's critical but little identical To the n****r that up and split thirty years ago But today's my day babe Formulate a plan to stay babe for six more decades Invest my cash stash a little nest egg Nothing but the fly sh*t I wanna buy sh*t Homes in Rome Cadillac chrome Trust funds for my little sons when they grown Cool little hideaway spot that I own So all y'all suckers can leave me the f**k alone I don't wanna be bothered don't bother to holler Yo squeak let me borrow a dollar to get home Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible So I'm gonna do what I gots to do Get money make money by any means Whatever that means no more pork and beans Fresh and clean physically as well as mental Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride Everybody broke it really ain't a joke I'm asking my sister for cigarettes to smoke Borrowing clothes from my brother Was so cold we all three be living with my mother Running up the phone bill can't afford my own meal At a time in her life when she's supposed to chill I'm sorry mama I'm irresponsible As humanly possible my mind is illogical I get money one day be broke the next Six months left for the next publishing check In the meantime in between time I beg D.V. for a G to write these rhymes Verbal I speak that hobo language It's in my blood pop train hopped in the rain and mud Sleet and snow to get where he had to go Well f**k that you know Comin' through in the clutch ready to touch as much as possible So I'm gonna do what I gots to do Get money make money by any means Whatever that means no more pork and beans Fresh and clean physically as well as mental Inventing my schemes 'cause my cream is essential Ride ride ride ride ride ride ride ride Get money make money yo yo yo Make money get money yo yo yo Make money get money Ain't a damn thing changed you still need that change More than that dollars and cents you know what I'm sayin' So from here on out from now on until infinity You gonna see me on my grind baby You know what I'm sayin' Yeah I know that sh*t sounds corny 'Cause everybody talkin' 'bout tryin' to get money But this sh*t is for real real really real real real Know what I'm saying And and that's you know that's all I can say You know what I'm saying I'm gonna be rolling and doing my little thing Get my little Gotti doodads my little blappers Fat leezy baby
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