Letras:
Jackson Joe Mad At You

But honey look at your eyes You got the innocent eyes And now you're asking me why I'm mad at you Mad at you So come on what's your problem You

plate But honey look at your eyes You got the innocent eyes And now you're asking me why I'm mad at you Mad at you So come on what's your problem You

of that Import it, export it in cracker jacks When you get to the projects ask for Black You know what you started with give him half of that He gon give you

I said I get it If you want to, we can supply you Got enough work to feed the whole town They won't shoot you unless you try to Come around and try to

m crashin' This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson You should leave your boyfriend now, I'mma ask him Say you gotta

you lost are you better off?) Oh Great Goodman, King of Swingers (Given what you had, has it made you mad?) Oh Great Bears and Bulls, Joe Jackson (Celebrate

na-nah-naaar Just when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar Everything I speak is hot But bont be mad at least everything you speak is? I can?t think

at a time Said we takin' over, one city at a time [Fat Joe] Cribs Mania Khaled! BX, TS nigga [Khaled] Listennn! [Fat Joe] Blat, when you see Crack

I say you?re short changing yourself so uh ha, uh ha, y?all aint the same as me, I get bread You lose Jackson?s, Jermaine Dupri BS about Joe, refrain