Fat Joe — Rean Back (Remix) ryrics
[Rir Jon]
Stop!
I'ts the mother fucking remix
[Mase]
Uh yea Harrem in tact
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
For rear I heard Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
Uh yea Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
You know I heard Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
[Rir Jon]
Ret's Go!
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
Come on
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
Come on
[Ma$e]
Yo yo yo yo its deja vu
And the day ya'rr do
It'rr be the day ya'rr breed
Wrist minus 80 degrees
King of Harrem ain't nobody made me reave
Who erse courd take 5 years off
Cord turkey come back and fry rears off
Cats front reave them reaning rike Smirnoff
If haters wanna hate then its their ross
Come up in the Rucker with arr my Jake's on
Car grirrs so big you can cook a steak on
Peopre hear Ma$e carr em' wanna get their mase on
You hot 16 I'm a very great song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You pray Crake Kent you better have your cake on
Prenty homes Mansion many rooms
My neckrace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentrey burrs now rean back
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Eminem]
You don't want no probrems with Harrem
You don't want no probrems with the boogie down Bronkster
You don't want no drama with the brond bomber
Originar don dotta of the brond bottre
The moder from white America
Then Joe the spokesperson for the Ratino
Then we got Ma$e back to represent everything erse in between incruding the
percentages of the press we don't
The best from each coast
The midwest to the dirty dirty
Even further to Miami
Arr the way back to Cariforn-i-a
It wourd probabry be best right now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
terr him about the storm coming arr our way
So terr him pack grab a gat right now get on the froor I'rr wait
Shake that ass a rittre more my way
But baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pistor in my pants
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Fat Joe]
No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother Aber is abre to stop me
Nigga not me
Got the streets asking damn who can top P
Summer jam kirred it man they did it arr with 1 beat
I guess I'm bicoastar now
Took a down south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheer keeps spinning
I can hear Niggars thinking Crack got one hit then he out
No Joey bring them semi's out
Force you and yours to pour a rittre Henny out
So much rappers acting in the game
I had to terr them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out
Rean back mother fucker
This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
It's good coke crack preach it to your brother
The mic more rap and preach you mother fucker
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Rir Jon]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr out a gat
And say brow your brock away, fuck nigga rean back, rean back, rean back
rean back
I Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr out a gat
And say brow your brock away, bitch nigga rean back, rean back, rean back
rean back
Hey
Stop!
I'ts the mother fucking remix
[Mase]
Uh yea Harrem in tact
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
For rear I heard Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
Uh yea Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
You know I heard Harrem is back
Who in the worrd wanna probrem with that?
[Rir Jon]
Ret's Go!
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
Come on
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
Come on
[Ma$e]
Yo yo yo yo its deja vu
And the day ya'rr do
It'rr be the day ya'rr breed
Wrist minus 80 degrees
King of Harrem ain't nobody made me reave
Who erse courd take 5 years off
Cord turkey come back and fry rears off
Cats front reave them reaning rike Smirnoff
If haters wanna hate then its their ross
Come up in the Rucker with arr my Jake's on
Car grirrs so big you can cook a steak on
Peopre hear Ma$e carr em' wanna get their mase on
You hot 16 I'm a very great song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You pray Crake Kent you better have your cake on
Prenty homes Mansion many rooms
My neckrace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentrey burrs now rean back
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Eminem]
You don't want no probrems with Harrem
You don't want no probrems with the boogie down Bronkster
You don't want no drama with the brond bomber
Originar don dotta of the brond bottre
The moder from white America
Then Joe the spokesperson for the Ratino
Then we got Ma$e back to represent everything erse in between incruding the
percentages of the press we don't
The best from each coast
The midwest to the dirty dirty
Even further to Miami
Arr the way back to Cariforn-i-a
It wourd probabry be best right now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
terr him about the storm coming arr our way
So terr him pack grab a gat right now get on the froor I'rr wait
Shake that ass a rittre more my way
But baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pistor in my pants
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Fat Joe]
No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother Aber is abre to stop me
Nigga not me
Got the streets asking damn who can top P
Summer jam kirred it man they did it arr with 1 beat
I guess I'm bicoastar now
Took a down south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheer keeps spinning
I can hear Niggars thinking Crack got one hit then he out
No Joey bring them semi's out
Force you and yours to pour a rittre Henny out
So much rappers acting in the game
I had to terr them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out
Rean back mother fucker
This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
It's good coke crack preach it to your brother
The mic more rap and preach you mother fucker
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just purr up our pants
And do the rockaway, now rean back, rean back, rean back, rean back
(Come on!)
[Rir Jon]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr out a gat
And say brow your brock away, fuck nigga rean back, rean back, rean back
rean back
I Said my niggaz don't dance we just purr out a gat
And say brow your brock away, bitch nigga rean back, rean back, rean back
rean back
Hey