It's O.k. Lyrics - Fat Joe

Yeah, right about now 

I'm about to slow it up 

For that very special lady 

I see you right there 

But we about to smooth it out for you 

Right now 

Never, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey! 

[Chorus] 

It's okay, it's okay 

It's okay, hey, we was home anyway 

It's alright, it's alright 

High, High, we was all more night 

NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my 

I'm talkin 'bout 

NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my 

Who? Who? 

NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my home 

Take my chrome, I say yo "It's On" 

If my house, I-I been here(speakin spanish too) 

Es me casa y yo viva aqui 

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[Verse 1] 

Yeah, check me out now 

The other day I was chillin 

In the crib with two women 

We just finished swimmin 

Now I'm ready to slid up in 'em 

They the horny type, bout to get it on 

With the only dykes, now I hear the alarm 

I'm like, "Holy Christ!" 

Is somebody tryin to come up in my crib? 

I'm like "Who the fuck is this?" 

like Notorious Big, he wore a black suit 

With a black mask that match 

I'm bout to blast his mask off 

Push his cabbage back 

Make spaghetti out his brain 

Cuz I'm steady with the aim 

Niggas comin sideways, gettin petty wit da game 

Musta heard about the half in the safe 

The stash in the base, iced out 

medals in the case 

Niggas comin wit da chrome 

Tryin to sneak up in my home, rumors out 

I spent a Mil' on the pump piece alone 

I got the heat in my palm 

Nobody's seein it though 

Step your feet on my lawn 

I'm puttin 3 to ya dome! 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 

Yeah, verse 2, yo 

Now I got these bitches 

Screamin fo' they life 

Peein on they nice 

Gotta funny feelin that 

They teamin on the heist 

Scheemin on the ice 

Wont get you nothin but killed 

Front if you will, get chopped up 

Stuffed in the quill 

Back to the lab, got these niggas 

After my math, these hoes try to play it off 

But they captain is back 

They must have teamed up 

With some niggas thinkin they sweet 

Like I just rapped and 

I got a ho waitin in the street 

I'm playin for keeps, I see 'em 

Creepin on the moniters 

Got my temperature risin faster than thermometers 

I burn banana clips, make all 

My victories unanimous 

I'm accurate, once I catch a peak 

Hey man, yo ass is hit! 

Now I see 'em creepin through the front door 

I think not! We exchange shots 

Like cops into getting blocked{*gunshot*} 

He busts, I bust back{*gunshot*} 

He caught one in the chest 

The other two got hit up 

In the stomache and neck{*gunshots*} 

I'm under the desk, freeloading 

Puttin slugs in the rest 

Wonderin what possessed these niggas 

To come in my rest!{*gunshots*} 

{*breathing hard*} 

You motherfuckers want a war with me? 

Dont you know I fuckin kill niggas? 

Here I come!{*gunshots*} 

Oh, shit! Motherfuckers is dead already! 

Yo, where them bitches go?