Fat Joe - Not Your Average Joe lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Joe] Sweat is our cologne (we grindin') House-landin homes (we ballin') Duece to the game (we payed 'em) Hits for y'all to sing (we bring 'em) Oh my, look what we got Three boss players chillin in one spot It's Joe and then we got Joe and then we got Joe And then - it's whoa-whoa-whoa [Verse 1:Fat Joe] Yeah, uhh, yo, uhh I gotta be "The Flyest" like my homie from Q-B n***as know the Don be the sickest with j**elry n***as seen the TS piece, and got they weight up Do you see the size of this charm, Mr. Jacob n***a get your cake up, wanna get bling'd out Whether sky-blue or chinchill, I'm minked out Down in Miami, b**hes say they love me n***as gettin mad cause the b**hes wanna f** me Always lend an ear when they man ain't listenin' Put something mean in they ear to glisten Put 'em in the kitchen, let 'em get they bake on Love it how your a** fallin out of the apron We be makin love on the side of the road In the back of the Maybach, the curtain is closed You know how it go, we be laid back puffin the dro Then it's back to the crib down on Coconut Grove Youuuu know [Hook: Joe] [Joe Budden] Okay, hold up baby sweetie, lady darling It's the, way you treat me; wait nah It's the way I tap that last, she callin me pat that back Ah dios mios when I smack that a** It's that, pimped out demeanor She pimped out with Senior, it's the good limp without the Nina How I spit the 'caine game like I came from Yale How the cops can't hold me, my name is bail She tryna get up now, and zip to white-on-white Uptowns To that white from Uptown that got her like what now Got her try to wine-dine, grind a little what now Got her with a eye on eye in every club now How I'm on the street with the steel How I ain't gotta play the role; I'm bein myself, just keepin it real Is it cause I'm giving her somethin that she could feel Or how I get that change or is it just that name - JOEY! [Hook: Joe] [Fat Joe] Me and you.. Yo' momma and you girlfriends too.. We can take this to recharge.. And maybe we can do a menáge - haha It ain't sh**, man my life's a movie Keep your mom b**hes, man I f** me a groupie She let a n***a beat it the back of the staircase All the b**h need is a blunt and a Pelle, if that [Joe Budden] Dudes wonder why I'm M.I.A It's cause I'm back real quiet on the back of the bike in M-I-A You can get up out that Hyundai boo Lookin like she off the runway too Meet me at the crib you can come straight through Never shoes or pumps Straight boots like she strip at Sue's Rendezvous But oops ? come cool with it, what you want do with it Joe ma, remember the name and get used to it [Hook: Joe]