fat joe – yellow tape lyrics
(feat. french montana, lil wayne, a$ap rocky & dj khaled)
attention please, attention please
this feel like the whole entire world collapse
this that yellow tape sh-t, they keep running out of it
we just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it
this our f-cking hood b-tch, wind your -ss up out of it
this gun come with 8 clips, shoot til 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 sh-t, me i’m bout to go ape sh-t
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’mma send her shopping
and that ain’t even my main b-tch
i’m a vicious, live action, smoking joe, i’m highjacking
working though, have my dough, i be there
fly jackson, sin city, kod, hunned thousand, all in once
versace jacket, versace shoes, versace shades, i got a thousand suns
mama you the sh-t i bet you cogno
why you f-ckin with him? even his car broke
we rockin bout manes step to the cargos
your b-tch so thirsty cuz she a mogul
this that yellow tape sh-t, they keep running out of it
we just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it
this our f-cking hood b-tch, wind your -ss up out of it
this gun come with 8 clips, shoot til 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 joey, i’m a bad-ss, harlem world like baghdad
come do with a black flag, these are plain things to have cat
b-tch is on her payday, f-ck her with her fat -ss
i get gets, my d-ck licked, my brain too has shot a trap
what the f-ck you mean? i been sipping clean, sipping lean
alexandra w-ng that’s the f-cking jeans, driffle bean
when i serve the things, gucci with the beam, try but scream
leave a n-gg- dead, f-cking with the team, magazine
choo-choo that train go
drink slow, my chain go
soo woop where your true blue, don’t get your flock, illa take it off
8 bricks you could’ve shaved off
mean ho, lino
range rove with a bang bro
i shoot you and change clothes
this that yellow tape sh-t, they keep running out of it
we just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it
this our f-cking hood b-tch, wind your -ss up out of it
this gun come with 8 clips, shoot til 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
montana!
you know we rolled in with the choppers by the hunder boy
when you talk about that work you n-gg-s unemployed
white work i got it, brown work i got it
2 chains, show your t-tties ho, d-mn right i got it
just copped about 8 bricks
just copped about 8 whips
cop work for the same mit
your ho stash like 9 knicks
smoked out oit ki but quiet let that mommie puff
get that brown bag and i skate off like i’m tony hawk
b-tch drop my c-ck back, your b-tch look i slide that
to the southern bronx and i pop that
she call you for that ride back
south bronx we got it, joe crack we got it
black c-ck, no limit ho
now i’m right, we bout to poke
this that yellow tape sh-t, they keep running out of it
we just sold like 8 bricks, we ain’t running out of it
this our f-cking hood b-tch, wind your -ss up out of it
this gun come with 8 clips, shoot til 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
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