Sadat X, Fat Joe, Diamond D - Nasty Hoes (Stay Away From the) lyrics
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Sadat X, Fat Joe, Diamond D - Nasty Hoes Stay Away From the lyrics]
Hey brown suga, you know my name
No need to front, if the thought's the same
I got one night in town don't play no games
Let's get it on no need for shame
The X is like a monument, I'm old New York
I hope you know where I'm comin from
You got to take some, and then you leave some
Good food, shoes and clothes
Stay away from the nasty hoes
Your old pops he don't like my style
He resort to callin names as long as
Names stay names and no games
I resist the urge to blast
His old ass to flames
A long hot summer, with no contract
One-twenty blocks, breakin open that pack
Your role models, now down with the bottles
That's over near the store
With the reinforced door
And the breakaway for a pitbull named Thor
Hah for real Slim, for real cause
I can't stress no ass
Cause it's, one where you came from
Just like the same one
That was there yesterday, today, tomorrow
Assembly car lines, line em up from behind
Sick that ass like a cactus
React to this dick, uh!
Helmet wrapped tight sees no daylight
I roll two-ply duke and that's a must
Picture me knockin off shorty
Here with the rawness
A year or two later got ta hear it
And ain't got long to live
And ain't got long to live
Good lovin, food and clothes
Stay away from the nasty hoes
Just live, and let live niggas, live
And let live
Welcome to the world of AIDS
Is what she wrote on the mirror with the red
Lipstick before I woke
Who would ever think that this
Would happen to me
Bitch hit me off with HIV, purposely
Met her at the club, think it was the Copa
Scopin out her thighs and
Sizin up her chocha
Seductive red dress, lookin Halle Barry-ious
What's your name Miss?
"Sixty-Nine" Nice alias
Next thing you know, face up the asshole
Tongue on the clit
Chick screamin "Ay Fat Joe!"
Didn't have to taste her
But the puss was callin me
Think that I should lace her
"Nah it's much safer orally"
The moral to the story is
The mustard's all around
So boricuas watch to see that you
Can catch it goin downtown
Practice safe sex never flex unprotect
I ain't really got AIDS
It's just a motherfuckin record
No need to front, if the thought's the same
I got one night in town don't play no games
Let's get it on no need for shame
The X is like a monument, I'm old New York
I hope you know where I'm comin from
You got to take some, and then you leave some
Good food, shoes and clothes
Stay away from the nasty hoes
Your old pops he don't like my style
He resort to callin names as long as
Names stay names and no games
I resist the urge to blast
His old ass to flames
A long hot summer, with no contract
One-twenty blocks, breakin open that pack
Your role models, now down with the bottles
That's over near the store
With the reinforced door
And the breakaway for a pitbull named Thor
Hah for real Slim, for real cause
I can't stress no ass
Cause it's, one where you came from
Just like the same one
That was there yesterday, today, tomorrow
Assembly car lines, line em up from behind
Sick that ass like a cactus
React to this dick, uh!
Helmet wrapped tight sees no daylight
I roll two-ply duke and that's a must
Picture me knockin off shorty
Here with the rawness
A year or two later got ta hear it
And ain't got long to live
And ain't got long to live
Good lovin, food and clothes
Stay away from the nasty hoes
Just live, and let live niggas, live
And let live
Welcome to the world of AIDS
Is what she wrote on the mirror with the red
Lipstick before I woke
Who would ever think that this
Would happen to me
Bitch hit me off with HIV, purposely
Met her at the club, think it was the Copa
Scopin out her thighs and
Sizin up her chocha
Seductive red dress, lookin Halle Barry-ious
What's your name Miss?
"Sixty-Nine" Nice alias
Next thing you know, face up the asshole
Tongue on the clit
Chick screamin "Ay Fat Joe!"
Didn't have to taste her
But the puss was callin me
Think that I should lace her
"Nah it's much safer orally"
The moral to the story is
The mustard's all around
So boricuas watch to see that you
Can catch it goin downtown
Practice safe sex never flex unprotect
I ain't really got AIDS
It's just a motherfuckin record