Fat Joe Apologizes To Lil Mo & Vita For Calling Them ‘Dusty B*tches’ During VERZUZ Battle With Ja Rule + Remy Ma Enters The Chat

Fat Joe is apologizing for comments he made during his VERZUZ Battle against Ja Rule. While trying to pop back at Ja, he came for Lil Mo and Vita, dubbing them "dusty b*tches."

Mo posted he should issue an apology and then Remy Ma joined the chat. More inside…

 

 

 
 

 

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Things got heated during Fat Joe‘s VERZUZ Battle with Ja Rule when he threw out that "dusty b*tches" comment aimed at singer Lil Mo and raptress Vita.

Last night, the two New York rappers pulled out all of their biggest hits. They even invited several of their biggest collaborators to join them for the battle, including Nelly, Ashanti, Remy Ma and more.

After Ja performed "Put It On Me" featuring Lil Mo and Vita, Fat Joe followed up with some disrespectful commentary aimed at the two ladies.

"Oh, them dusty b*tches," Joe said about Lil Mo and Vita. "You had to go to the crack house to find them b*tches."

Just…wow.

Later, Ja called Joe out for disrespecting the ladies. Check it below:

After Joe started to receive backlash online for his comments, he hopped on Twitter to apologize:

“Shout to the ladies very sorry if I disrespected,” he tweeted. “I love Vida and Lil Moe I’m super sorry love my sisters.”

That wasn’t enough for Mo. She hopped on Instagram to clap back at Joe’s comments.

"I need EVERYONE to tell @Fatjoe he owes A genuine Apology," she wrote. "I don’t Live in A #CrackHouse , I’m Not A #Bxtch nor am I Dusty!!! #StreetCODE Women & Children is off limits #Disappointed #Legend"

The "Lean Back" rapper hopped in her comments to apologize again: 

Remy Ma – who also performed during the VERZUZ – hopped in Mo’s comments to defend her "brother" Fat Joe.

"@thelilmoshow Stop it Mo, you know damn well Joe ain’t on it like that. First of all …you, V, Shanti- or nobody had even come out yet- when him and Ja was going back & forth; we didn’t know who was in the back. Second… I was in the car when you walked thru the parking lot and he hugged you, & showed mad love as usual…no need for your followers to tell him anything, as someone that personally knows you I’m sorry you were offended – you can call my phone ; matter fact I’m gonna dm you my number in case you don’t have it anymore – but also as someone that personally knows Joe he was not intentionally trying to hurt anyone- it was a battle between friends that are like family, sidebar: #streetcode don’t do social media"

Sheesh.

Vita said she was wondering why Joe was issuing an apology to her because she was in the dressing room when he made those comments:

 

 

 
 

 

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"@fatjoe Yooooo bro I was wondering why U was apologizing to me last night N @jarule Dressing Room Except his apology or Naw???," she wrote on IG. "What y’all think??? what you think Mo @thelilmoshow @fatjoe vs Rule or was it @fatjoe vs The Ladies #Grrrrrrrr #cartierShades4TheShady #BerMuda"

That wasn’t all of the foolery that went down during the battle…

 

Nelly really walked through these people’s concert to give Ashanti a hug #VERZUZ pic.twitter.com/J02cjG7XxD

— Kathleen Francois, MSW, LCSW, LCADC (@katfrancoislcsw) September 15, 2021

 

 

Did Nelly walk over and try to ask for a hug from Ashanti? #VERZUZ pic.twitter.com/ATd4adeIY4

— Mr B. (@HoeAssMrB) September 15, 2021

 

Newly single Nelly walked clean across the stage to get a hug from his ex-girlfriend Ashanti. Peep the clips above.

 

Nelly & Ashanti on stage with Fat Joe & Ja Rule at the #Verzuz battle pic.twitter.com/rkAGmqXpJS

— 2Cool2Blog (@2cooI2blog) September 15, 2021

 

Chile…

Oh. Fat Joe gifted Remy & Ashanti Hermes handbags on stage:

 

Fat Joe gifted Ashanti and Remy Ma Birkin bags in the middle of his #VERZUZ. pic.twitter.com/iI4AzPwzcp

— Hip Hop Ties (@HipHopTiesMedia) September 15, 2021

 

Who did you pick as the winner of the VERZUZ Battle?

Photos: Fat Joe’s IG/Ja Rule’s IG

 

Jay-Z Toasts It Up With Beyoncé, Meg Thee Stallion, Swizz, JT & Uzi & More To Celebrate 18th Anniversary Of His 40/40 Club

It was all about bubbly & BAE over the weekend as Jay-Z celebrated the 18th anniversary and reopening of his 40/40 Club in New York City. Get into the festivities inside…

Ace of Spades Champagne was limitless as Jay-Z and his friends hit the party scene over the weekend.

The Hip Hop mogul linked up with a few of his celeb friends to celebrate the 18th anniversary and reopening of his famed 40/40 Club in New York City.

It was a star-studded affair as several celebs were in attendance including Hov’s wife Beyoncé,  Swizz Beatz, Megan Thee Stallion, Meek Mill, Remy Ma, Lil Uzi Vert, JT, Fabolous, Van Jones, Victor Cruz, Busta Rhymes, Michael Rubin, Maino and more.

Producer Swizz Beatz kept it dapper in all black.

Megan Thee Stallion looked like a breath of fresh air in all white.  She was styled by Zerina Akers (Beynce’s stylist) in Khaite NY.

Rapper Meek Mill was all smiles on the carpet.

Fabolous made sure to show up to show some Brooklyn love.

 

Lil Uzi Vert kept it casual for the star-studded affair.

Former NFLer Victor Cruz is always ready for a fancy party.

Rapper Dave East cleaned up nicely for the shindig.

Rapper Vic Mensa posed it up on the blue carpet.

Rapper Benny the Butcher and his girl also made an appearance. 

 

 
 

 

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Raptress Remy Ma and reality star Juju (Cam’Ron’s ex-girlfriend) slayed in little black dresses.

As usual, Mrs. Carter shared a few flicks from her personal stash before heading out to the event:

 

 
 

 

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During the party, Hov gushed on his wife’s work ethic and why he loves working with her.

“She’s super detail-oriented, obviously, as you can see from her work," he said during the party. "She’s an incredibly hard worker, super talented, very inspiring.”

 

 
 

 

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The PDA was packed on HEAVY between Meg and her boyfriend Pardi as well as Lil Uzi Vert and his girl JT:

 

 
 

 

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Rapper-turned-Belizean diplomat Shyne was also in the mix:

 

 
 

 

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Jay-Z opened his first 40/40 Club, a chain of sports bars and lounges, in New York City back in 2003. Since then, he has expanded the club to several cities, including Atlanta, Las Vegas, and inside the Barclay’s Center in Brooklyn.

It doesn’t look like the 40/40 Club is going anywhere any time soon.

Photos: Getty/Beyonce’s IG

Papoose Confirms Remy Ma Is Pregnant With Couple’s First Child

NEW YORK, NY – MARCH 30: (L-R) Remy Ma and Papoose attend Breaking Boundaries presented by Women On The Move And HerSource With NYU & OBE at NYU on March 30, 2017 in New York City. (Photo by Johnny Nunez/WireImage)

Papoose confirmed on Twitter that Remy Ma is pregnant with the couple’s first child.

The Love and Hip Hop New York couple has some good news to share with their fans for the holiday. Papoose shared a photo from an ultrasound room and also a few pics of the two doing some pottery artwork. “Hand made these bowls, for our unborn child. #pottery #blacklove,” he wrote on IG. The caption maybe a bit cryptic but he did say clearly “unborn child.”

The caption could mean anything but certainly baby making is among the many meanings. It could also mean that they are just getting check up to make sure that they are healthy to make a baby or simply just trolling us. If the couple are indeed expecting, then Pap is in for an adventurous 2018.

Earlier this year, Papoose and Remy Ma opened up about her painful miscarriage. “This was a hard time for me & my husband & we thought long and hard before deciding to share this part of our lives with you all,” she wrote in the caption. “I was totally against it but in a fit of crying @papoosepapoose said ” you are not the only one going thru this , we will get thru it” …made me realize how many women like myself experience the same thing and don’t have a strong partner by their side to say it will be alright.”

After trying to have a child for a while their dreams may have finally be coming through. Remy Ma has a son name Jayson from a previous relationship.

Hand made these bowls, for our unborn child. #pottery #blacklove

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?? #blacklove How we started our day!

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Azealia Banks Threatens To Sue Remy Ma For Leaking Explicit Photos

Azealia Banks is considering suing Remy Ma.

The social media beef between Azealia and Remy has grown to new heights with threats of lawsuits getting into the mix. In case you haven’t been following the beef, the two female rappers butt heads on Instagram last week over their perceived inability to remove the Nicki Minaj cloud from over their respective careers. That’s what most hip hop fans concluded, because what else could these two be beefing over.

We all know how petty Remy Ma can get judging from her “shETHER” diss track against Nicki Minaj earlier this year. It didn’t take too long for her to went HAM on Azealia Banks and even went as far as to released some private conversations between the two of them discussing Nicki. It didn’t stopped there, the Love and Hip Hop New York star also leaked some private photos allegedly sent to her by Banks, who has now come forward denying that the photos belong to her.

“Just realizing that I can sue Remy Ma for trying to paint me in a false light,” the Harlem rapper wrote. “Those pictures were not of my vagina yet she showed them to the world trying to say it was.I responded to something she said publicly and her response was making a private conversation between the two of us public.”

She also pointed out to a recent law in New York where individuals can be sued for revenge porn and faces up to a year in prison and or a $1,000 fine. Remy Ma is still on parole so any new legal problems for her could cause a ripple effects. It’s unclear of the threats are serious or perhaps Banks is just using it as leverage to get the “All The Way Up” rapper to ease up off her.

Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Money Showers (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign) (Plata O Plomo Album)

[Intro]
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Outro]
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why ?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)

Money showers – Fat Joe feat. Remy Ma lyrics

Lyrics Fat Joe – Money showers

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.(money showers)

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain.

10 bands for the prettiest b*tch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had b*tches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain.

See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
b*tch I f*ck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he f*ck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style b*tches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
b*tch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the f*ck gave you your crown b*tch? Steve Harvey?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to youuu?)
Fat Joe lyrics
Video showers

Phresher – Wait A Minute (Remix) (feat. Remy Ma)

[Intro: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 1: Phresher]
Big head Jimmy Neutron
Fuck a bitch on a futon
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Nigga this ain’t Groupon
Do my dirt all by my lonely
All my bitches know we homies
If I pull up wit my bitch hoes better act like they don’t know me
All my side bitches in check, diamonds clear like windex
One point got an index
Smash your ass like an insect
So you better be goo
Shawty better be nude
When I walk in the room
She know she fuckin’ with a goon
Did (?) at the same time
My third leg got hang time
Bang, bang, bang time
Game face when it’s game time
(?) Dora
Got her screamin’ like a whore-a
She keep beggin’ me to stop
But she really want more-a
Dirty soap contradicted
But the dick’s so addictive
Homie how could you blame her?
Her hand dealt like Kramer

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m a Timbs bitch, got my boots on
Got the ex-cons in the Yukon
I don’t steal bitch, I kill bitch, bout to catch me a new charges
Same bitches call me, that’s how I knew y’all was phony
I put putting that work, taking ’em to church, cause I leave ’em holy
Will I smoke this bitch? Yes
Probably fail my piss test
Get rid of those fake breasts
And put a vest on this bitch chest
It’s lunch time, she food
I’m Troy Ave with that tool
Both hands on it like noon
Remy Ma, I’m a goon
The city big, I’m state time
I’m snatching wigs like waistlines
Crack a bitch with my cellphone, really put her on Facetime
That ghostwriter bout to call her
That lifeline getting shorter
RIP Biggie Smalls, why the fuck they ain’t want her?
I was cooking in the kitchen
I was minding my business
Now I gotta get gangster
Cause these bitches is haters

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Boy, now what’s the issue?
You gonna make me get with you
You want talk that girlie talk bitch you can talk to my pistol
Wait, wait, wait a minute
I got big paper I’m spendin’
I get to flashin’ on ’em, my whip blasted on ’em, I mean any nigga can get it
That’s 30 in the extendo
I had your bitch in the end zone
Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone
Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone
I’m so good with the hoes
I pulled up in the Rolls
With my diamonds blinkin’ like strobes
In a Kanye shirt with holes
I’m blowin’ paper like Dat
My niggas in here strapped
They’ll bust, you won’t bust back
That’s why I act how I act
I see it oh, so, clear
You niggas ain’t really-really with this shit
Got me thinkin’ I really, really, really run this bitch

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius Lyrics

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

FAT JOE – Money Showers lyrics

Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla Sign, oh ya

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why?)

But I like honesty what have I done to you?

Fat Joe – Money Showers lyrics

Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

Understand, they got to understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, spray, spray, spray
Whole lotta money showers, spray, spray, spray