Fat Joe
Fat Joe - Yellow Tape lyrics
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Attention please, attention please This feels like the whole entire world collapse [Hook] This that yellow tape shit, they keep running out of it We just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it This our fucking hood bitch, plain your ass right out of it This gun come with 8 clips, shoot till I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, I got it, I got it This that yellow tape shit, me I’m bout to go ape shit Got 8 chicks on 8 mollies and they about to take 8 trips Dice game, 8 tricks, got a use to rocking from jay prince She get it popping, I’ma send her shopping And that ain’t even my main bitch Homovation, live action, smoking joing, I’m highjacking Working dough, have my dough, I be there Fly jackson, sin city, cod, hunned thousand all in once Versace jacket, versace shoes, versace shades, I got a thousand suns Mama you the shit I bet your …know Why you fucking with him, even his car broke We rocking bout mains down to the cargos You bitch sucked her …she a lago [Hook] This that yellow tape shit, they keep running out of it We just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it This our fucking hood bitch, plain your ass right out of it This gun come with 8 clips, shoot till I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, I got it, I got it Call me yowy, I’m a bad ass, all around the world like baghdad Come through with a black flag, and some …fiends, to have cat Bitches on that payday, fuck her with her fat ass I get gits, my dick licked, my friends tip, that’s trap trap What the fuck you mean, I be sitting clean, sipping lean Alexander wayne, that’s the fucking gene, Triple bean, when I serve the fiends, hit you with the fiend Chopper scream, leave a nigga dead, fucking with the team That goes mean, shoot you, that train go Drink slow, my chain gold, su hu well you true blue Don’t get your block you …take off 8 bricks get it shaved off, mean hoe, he know Range rover with a bank broke, I shoot you then change clothes [Hook] This that yellow tape shit, they keep running out of it We just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it This our fucking hood bitch, plain your ass right out of it This gun come with 8 clips, shoot till I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, I got it, I got it You know we loaded with them chopper by the hunned, boy When you talk about that work you niggas unemployed White work, I got it, grind work, I got you 2 chainz show you titty hoe, damn right I got it Just copped about 8 bricks, just copped about 8 whips Cop work from saint nick, your whole stash like 8 nicks Smoke that loud and keep it quiet, let that money talk Get that brown bag and I skate off like I’m tony hawk Bitch drop my top back, your bitch look I slopped that To the south bronx now pop that, she call you fet out ride back South bronx we got it, joe crack we got it Black card, no limit hoe, damn right we bout it [Hook] This that yellow tape shit, they keep running out of it We just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it This our fucking hood bitch, plain your ass right out of it This gun come with 8 clips, shoot till I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, Work, work, work, I got it, I got it, I got it