Uncle Joe
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It's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, peep while the story is told Look like I'm the last - to know I got old Which is fine, as Uncle Joe I wear that age like it's a three piece suit Can't get to this type of flavor without the season, it's true Every Sunday at the spades table slamming cards, tell her hard Spitting over Ruff Ryder or Roc-a-Fella bars I'm telling stories of Khaled before he Terror Squad Different from what they selling y'all, - am I telling y'all? It's Uncle Joe, don't wear Supreme and jeans Came up with Nitty and Web, I knew Supreme in Queens And Ross dropped "B.M.F." and y'all would sing in the streets I'm a little different, I was thinking of Meech Check this - I used to drive around the tunnel in the Lexus with the snub Before Power 105 was sneaking breakfast in the club Listen, young - learn up, I don't do the kiddie - I'm with the tearin' up, I just like Biggie - - is you saying? Only been a sensation for only two generations I'm like the minute the Wayan fight ready Friends are forever changing And all them niggas I came up in the game with Done fainted in the entertainment I swear They say the older you get in life the faster it happens Me, I still feel like I could still - with twenty-five year olds And they mommas if they cute enough So when I walk up in the day party and say, "What up?" All I hear is "Uncle Joe" in this - Same way you know when you up, you better know when you slip Studies based off years hanging with the boa constricts I'm from an era where we ain't deal with all the trolling and - When we see you we just go in your - It's repercussions for actions, we demanded more Don't understand it, dawg Question all these - with words they never answer for Staring at you new - still from an older state It's feeling like Oscar Robertson watching Golden State Y'all hear Post Malone and think of "White Iverson" I think of Karl and how I could've got the title one I keep my life off Instagram like my private sum I open albums for the credits, y'all just Tidal 'em It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in this - When there was problems with the game I got to scoping that - But they just kept talking about my -, I don't even notice the - I got a stash I never go in and - Same emotionless kids Stoic as if I'm just a motionless gift Normally in the club tucked in the corner, no one to mind me You - go and look for these -, they come and find me Y'all praise it, I be disgusted 'Cause I don't want the points for scoring on easy buckets (And what else?) And I don't count her if she ain't known to my weekly budget Or if she Snapchat every portion that we in public That's awful, she need to cut it (she need to cut it) Bria's in the W with Sandra The escorts - with me, that's a double entendre Both got fat -, one's a double cop monster Both used to mad attention, it's my subtlety they fond of It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here It's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in this -
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:05
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 158 BPM