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Ts Piece - текст песни



Ts Piece


[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 Escalade (Come get em right)


Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies like)


Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)


I dont know what it is


All I know it that this chick


Is gon leave wit me


Gon creep wit me


Gon freak wit me


Gon leave wit me





[Verse 1]





[Fat Joe]


I know it seems every song (Texts of songs ), is about like the same old thing


But when you rich, aint nuthin to do but fuckin hang


Eat good, spend money, count chunks of change


Keep mah ladies lookin good, when they touch the Range.


Never fuck wit a bitch, if she cant be trained


Never leave wit a chick, if she dont give brain.


We could leave on trip, I got a private plane


I dont fly, but we could park it up and blaze.


Joe's the God


And I know you need somethin to praise


Just have a lil faith, and you could be saved.


Uhh, it's not mah fualt if they love 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 all the hot boys wanna fuck wit Rem


And I dont turn em away


I'm like, I'm the bomb now.


Wheres your gurl, dont matter to me


I'm way out of her league


She cant keep up to mah speed.


Shes weak, she dont need to smoke weed


And wherever shes at


is where she should be.


Now, wheres your wife, I dont care


I'll be at the crib, when she ain't there.


Baby do mah nails, and lace mah hair


Take me out on trips and pay the fare.


Maybe.





[Chorus]





[Verse 3]





[Fat Joe]


Damn, look at all the rocks he got


Ferrari drop 360,hard to top


The party's hot,all white linen affair


Im doin the suit thang, white Nike Airs.


I'm in the middle of the crowd, like the Don is here.


Shorty whistlin in mah ear


Told me what she wanna hear,she said


"We thuggin


smokin on sumthin


down to leave wit ya'll, As long as ya'll 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, long fish arrivin.





[Chorus]


[Tony Sunshine]


Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)


Maybe its that Escalade (Come get em right)


Maybe its the way I do (Keep mamies like)


Joe i wanna fuck wit u (Keep sayin that)


I dont know what it is


All I know it that this chick


Gon leave wit me


Gon creep wit me


Gon freak wit me


Gon leave wit me





Gon leave wit me


Gon creep wit me


Gon freak wit me


Gon leave wit me





[Chorus]



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