[fat joe] Yeah uhh....... You know what this is..... The fat gangsta!!! [chorus] [tony sunshine] Maybe it's the ts chain (I got em right) Maybe it's that escalade (come get em right) Maybe it's the way I do (keep mamies like) Joe I wanna f**k wit u (keep sayin that) I don't 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, is about like the same old thing But when you rich, ain't nuthin to do but f**kin hang Eat good, spend money, count chunks of change Keep mah ladies lookin good, when they touch the range. Never f**k wit a bitch, if she cant be trained Never leave wit a chick, if she don't give brain. We could leave on trip, I got a private plane I don't 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 don't know what it is. [chorus] [verse 2] [remy ma] Umm, I don't mean no harm But their ain't a chick sicka then remy ma And all the hot boys wanna f**k wit rem And I don't turn em away I'm like, I'm the bomb now. Wheres your gurl, don't matter to me I'm way out of her league She cant keep up to mah speed. Shes weak, she don't need to smoke weed And wherever she's at Is where she should be. Now, wheres your wife, I don't 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 y'all f**kin." 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 it's the ts chain (I got em right) Maybe it's that escalade (come get em right) Maybe it's the way I do (keep mamies like) Joe I wanna f**k wit u (keep sayin that) I don't 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]