Walk On By
Fat Joe Song Lyrics

(Kid Capri)Yes indeed, What the deal This is the world famous Kid Capriup here wit my man Joey CrackJoey Crack got this new joint coming outYo Joey, tell 'em what the name of this joint is(Fat Joe)This is for the hoes and bitches(Kid Capri)A-yo what about all the young ladies, the positive young ladies(Fat Joe)Like I said this is dedicated to the hoes and bitches(Kid Capri)Speak on it manVerse 1-Fat JoeThis ain't for the intelligent civilized divasfor all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leitersTwo months pregnant madd dick pokin' the fetusBut she don't give a damn still suckin' dick for sneakersYou know the type, Damn dirty is right she even did it wit diceAnd made a dildo of iceA-yo it's like the hiestmove ya phat ass to gain And if you love me baby girl give my friends some entertainment (Yo that'sfoul Joe)Hey yo I treat 'em how they act yoBehave like a hooker and played like a madd hoeRumor has it that you take it in the assholeAnd wrap ya lips around my dick like a lassoI love the way you hold thatJoe Crack bozakWhile niggas bone thatMy stomach's where ya nose atJust another hoe in the midstThat does more than kiss when we start pourin' the 'cris(Chorus)All you bitches be fuckin' for moneyPlayin' niggas but they can't get shit from meYou ain't smokin' my lyePushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just walk on byAll you bitches just walk on byVerse 2-Fat JoeI once knew a girl by the name of Savannahmet her backstage at a show in Atlantaseemed like a nice girl, class and well-manneredWhen I took her to the hotel the bitch went bananasDid my eyes decieve meWas she suckin' three pee-pee'sCaught it all on tape so I could watch it late on T.V.Couldn't wait to beep meStarted in the car shorty caught the quick train from the Trinity starsBig Joe'll railroadAny frail hoeHave a bitch scream and yell throwin' elbowsNow who the hell knowsWhy these girls fuck for cell phonesTurnin' tricks for material shitNow bust it, You wanna hit it gotta pay top dollarThese chics is hott roddersWit grips like RottwilersBut why botherPicture me payin' a fee I'll just play like Akinyle and fuck these hoes for free(Chorus)Verse 3-Charli BaltimorePicture B-More on the floor on all foursmind must've lost yoursnever been tossedTour thats what I do for ones Not whore baby thats what I do for funNow I dread that I gave you headAll because them four double A duracells went deadMy vibrator....Huh!! playa hatin' on meThinking you can hit this and get away scott freeNow you boomeranged....All I wanted was some ac-tionBrought my own BrantonGot my own mansionNow you off tryin' to front to yo niggasCuz I blew ya back out and got my own figgasPlease, you was just something to doHad a camcorder tooHow you like that booYou madd cuz I hit that and vanishedOr cuz you on tape screamin' CHARLI BALTIMORE in spanish(Chorus)All you bitches be fuckin' for moneyPlayin' niggas but they can't get shit from meYou ain't smokin' my lyePushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just walk on byAll you bitches just walk on by(Ad-libs til fade)Just walk on bySee ya later yeahYou scandulous hoe