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    [chorus pleasure p]
    I ain't got a lot
    Sooo don't even trip
    I'm supa dupa fly
    You know that i'm the shit
    T-twenty on the dash
    Got fourty on my ear
    Throw up a bunch of cash
    Make that record do the spins
    They say hello hello hello aloha
    Cuz they know i'm the shit
    They say hello hello hello aloha
    Aloha
    Cuz i'm so fly

    [fat joe]
    I'm supa dupa fly
    You can call my missy's boo
    Pull up in the slr
    Have all the mammiis sick of you
    All them college credits
    You can throw them things away
    You ain't gonna be needin a job
    You fuckin with jose
    Heyyy hello hello aloha
    I go hard i'm so fly
    We so hot they so not
    Them other niggas is lame
    Seened you on the sidelines time to put you in the game
    Coca be the name
    Parties up in diddys house
    Push them through the door say show em what the city about
    Touch a couple blocks got the dough and skate off
    And just like bernie me and my baby made-off
    Hello

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    Try to play me short
    And imma have to fade it quick
    Fresh up off the porch on that koolaid and them tater chips
    Dont fool with lames cuz they be on that hata ish
    If you gotta problem wit me go ahead say that shish
    I'm scuba divin in jamaica trick
    Put the mic down i'm on now don't needa bake a shish
    Or you can find me on the charts
    Or up in st. broads racin european cars
    Speedin pass the law hit my baby mama raw
    And she my baby mama cuz them other chickens flaw
    Ooh now baby gurl i'm watcha call
    A supa dupa pimp there's pimpin when i'm involved hello

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    Now tell me why these hatas wanna see the end of joe
    Honestly i'm runnin outta ways to spend my dough
    I'm burnin down the stores
    I'm such a shopaholic
    What you know it ain't trickin if you really got it
    Louis scarfs, louis frames, louis chucks
    Louis boxers, got all the louis she wants yeeeahhh
    And you aint got nothin for us
    Millions from tourin and the crib ain't gotta mortgage
    Yes i'm the rain man
    Must i remind you
    Throw it in the air
    Watch her spread it like the swine flu
    Haha they say joey on some other shit
    And if that bitch start actin up
    I go and grab my other bitch

    [chorus pleasure p]

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