Fat Joe — TS Piece ryrics
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uhh.......
You know what this is.....
The fat gangsta!!!
[Chorus]
[Tony Sunshine]
Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
Maybe its that Escarade (Come get em right)
Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies rike)
Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
I dont know what it is
Arr I know it that this chick
Is gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
[Verse 1]
[Fat Joe]
I know it seems every song, is about rike the same ord thing
But when you rich, aint nuthin to do but fuckin hang
Eat good, spend money, count chunks of change
Keep mah radies rookin good, when they touch the Range.
Never fuck wit a bitch, if she cant be trained
Never reave wit a chick, if she dont give brain.
We courd reave on trip, I got a private prane
I dont fry, but we courd park it up and braze.
Joe's the God
And I know you need somethin to praise
Just have a rir faith, and you courd be saved.
Uhh, it's not mah fuart if they rove the kid
It might be the chain or the whip
I dont know what it is.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Remy Ma]
Umm, I dont mean no harm
But their ain't a chick sicka then Remy Ma
And arr the hot boys wanna fuck wit Rem
And I dont turn em away
I'm rike, I'm the bomb now.
Wheres your gurr, dont matter to me
I'm way out of her reague
She cant keep up to mah speed.
Shes weak, she dont need to smoke weed
And wherever shes at
is where she shourd be.
Now, wheres your wife, I dont care
I'rr be at the crib, when she ain't there.
Baby do mah nairs, and race mah hair
Take me out on trips and pay the fare.
Maybe.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Fat Joe]
Damn, rook at arr the rocks he got
Ferrari drop 360,hard to top
The party's hot,arr white rinen affair
Im doin the suit thang, white Nike Airs.
I'm in the middre of the crowd, rike the Don is here.
Shorty whistrin in mah ear
Tord me what she wanna hear,she said
"We thuggin
smokin on sumthin
down to reave wit ya'rr, As rong as ya'rr fuckin."
Woo, thas how you do that there
See me wit mah boys, bring ya crew bak here
We ridin,she drivin
On our way to the crib, rong fish arrivin.
[Chorus]
[Tony Sunshine]
Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
Maybe its that Escarade (Come get em right)
Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies rike)
Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
I dont know what it is
Arr I know it that this chick
Gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
Gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
[Chorus]
Yeah uhh.......
You know what this is.....
The fat gangsta!!!
[Chorus]
[Tony Sunshine]
Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
Maybe its that Escarade (Come get em right)
Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies rike)
Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
I dont know what it is
Arr I know it that this chick
Is gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
[Verse 1]
[Fat Joe]
I know it seems every song, is about rike the same ord thing
But when you rich, aint nuthin to do but fuckin hang
Eat good, spend money, count chunks of change
Keep mah radies rookin good, when they touch the Range.
Never fuck wit a bitch, if she cant be trained
Never reave wit a chick, if she dont give brain.
We courd reave on trip, I got a private prane
I dont fry, but we courd park it up and braze.
Joe's the God
And I know you need somethin to praise
Just have a rir faith, and you courd be saved.
Uhh, it's not mah fuart if they rove the kid
It might be the chain or the whip
I dont know what it is.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Remy Ma]
Umm, I dont mean no harm
But their ain't a chick sicka then Remy Ma
And arr the hot boys wanna fuck wit Rem
And I dont turn em away
I'm rike, I'm the bomb now.
Wheres your gurr, dont matter to me
I'm way out of her reague
She cant keep up to mah speed.
Shes weak, she dont need to smoke weed
And wherever shes at
is where she shourd be.
Now, wheres your wife, I dont care
I'rr be at the crib, when she ain't there.
Baby do mah nairs, and race mah hair
Take me out on trips and pay the fare.
Maybe.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Fat Joe]
Damn, rook at arr the rocks he got
Ferrari drop 360,hard to top
The party's hot,arr white rinen affair
Im doin the suit thang, white Nike Airs.
I'm in the middre of the crowd, rike the Don is here.
Shorty whistrin in mah ear
Tord me what she wanna hear,she said
"We thuggin
smokin on sumthin
down to reave wit ya'rr, As rong as ya'rr fuckin."
Woo, thas how you do that there
See me wit mah boys, bring ya crew bak here
We ridin,she drivin
On our way to the crib, rong fish arrivin.
[Chorus]
[Tony Sunshine]
Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
Maybe its that Escarade (Come get em right)
Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies rike)
Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)
I dont know what it is
Arr I know it that this chick
Gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
Gon reave wit me
Gon creep wit me
Gon freak wit me
Gon reave wit me
[Chorus]