Joseph Antonio Cartagena (born August 19, 1970), better known by his stage nameFat Joe, is an American rapper. He is also the CEO of Terror Squad Entertainment, and member of musical groups D.I.T.C. and Terror Squad.
Face Drop is the second single from Sean Kingston's second studio album Tomorrow, was released to radio stations on August 18, 2009 and released digitally on iTunes on September 1, 2009.
Music video
The music video was co-starring by his animated character alter-ego Lil’ Sean whose visage appears on the cover of Tomorrow and plays an important part in Epic's interactive 3-D campaign, was directed by Ro Rao and released on September 3, 2009.
The song has gone gold in the US,selling over 500.000 copies. It features Sean's girlfriend breaking up with him then lil' Sean appears. Everytime he walks by a pedestrian, they become animated. After, they appear at a pool party where his ex is then they start splashing her.
Remix
The official remix features former Pretty Ricky member & singer Pleasure P was released and currently playing on urban radio stations in the US.
Chart performance
"Face Drop" became Kingston's second #1 from the album Tomorrow in South Africa. It has also been certified Gold in New Zealand and was Top 30 on US radio and iTunes.
Album: The Lex Diamond Story
Year: 2003
Track: 7
Track Produced By: Andy C.
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is
Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Word up, blip blip blap blap blap
What up?
[Hook x2: Polite]
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, here we go
[Raekwon]
Aiyo Clientele Kidd
Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig
Got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them niggaz I go against, the money was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch
Then four minutes later they burgulars
I heard from the grapevine mine made it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike jackets and Classics
Go ...
published: 10 Sep 2009
Scru Face Jean - Lord Above (Eminem & Fat Joe Remix) Scrud Up
Terror Squad - Lean Back (Official Music Video) ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma
REMASTERED IN HD!
Official Music Video for Lean Back performed by Terror Squad (ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma)
(C) 2004 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
#TerrorSquad #FatJoe #RemyMa #LeanBack #Remastered
published: 07 Oct 2009
Fat Joe - Haha Slow Down ft. Diddy, Young Jeezy
Music video by Fat Joe performing Haha Slow Down.
published: 23 May 2012
Fat Joe featuring Lil Wayne - Make It Rain
Music video by Fat Joe featuring Lil Wayne performing Make It Rain.
Listen to the album "Family Ties". Out now!
Stream: https://Empire.lnk.to/FamilyTies
#FatJoe #Dre #FamilyTies
Official Music Video by Fat Joe & Dre performing...
Album: The Lex Diamond Story
Year: 2003
Track: 7
Track Produced By: Andy C.
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you kn...
Album: The Lex Diamond Story
Year: 2003
Track: 7
Track Produced By: Andy C.
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is
Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Word up, blip blip blap blap blap
What up?
[Hook x2: Polite]
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, here we go
[Raekwon]
Aiyo Clientele Kidd
Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig
Got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them niggaz I go against, the money was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch
Then four minutes later they burgulars
I heard from the grapevine mine made it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike jackets and Classics
Go against it and it's instant vendettas
He run things, gun down Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in
Crib in Africa with two lions
Somethin' like the Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions
Came back wrapped it up, too sweet
The game is missin' somethin' unique
I put too much to fall back on, I rather just sleep
[Chorus x2: Polite]
CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with Diamonds
CHEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin'
CHEF! He gave y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
CHEF! To the death and he Billboard climbin'
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh
Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for Rae to give met he cue and
you see about 100 Puerto Rican niggaz shootin'
Get down, lay down, we don't play around
I don't know what you heard but, we don't play around
It's cooked coke, but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'?
Already knowin' that ya shit was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass
All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of that
Uh, we much better than y'all, Terre-error the Squad
My niggaz set it when we get in the yard
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon cock
Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop
What?
[Chorus x2]
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. (nah)
Fuck him, get the gasoline tell Terry to pull the act up
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass
As lame as he look he ready to cook (yeah)
And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty
The first week we made him eat shit!
Videotaped his wiz and I fucked his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids
So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam?
Or you in the box laid under the floor?
Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface walls
Not even Ajax can clean that, Jack
We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact
Finish you off cuz I'm pressed for time
Your man and 'em will be next to die
Mothafucka!
[Chorus x2]
[Hook x4]
Album: The Lex Diamond Story
Year: 2003
Track: 7
Track Produced By: Andy C.
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is
Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Word up, blip blip blap blap blap
What up?
[Hook x2: Polite]
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, here we go
[Raekwon]
Aiyo Clientele Kidd
Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig
Got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them niggaz I go against, the money was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch
Then four minutes later they burgulars
I heard from the grapevine mine made it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike jackets and Classics
Go against it and it's instant vendettas
He run things, gun down Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in
Crib in Africa with two lions
Somethin' like the Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions
Came back wrapped it up, too sweet
The game is missin' somethin' unique
I put too much to fall back on, I rather just sleep
[Chorus x2: Polite]
CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with Diamonds
CHEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin'
CHEF! He gave y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
CHEF! To the death and he Billboard climbin'
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh
Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for Rae to give met he cue and
you see about 100 Puerto Rican niggaz shootin'
Get down, lay down, we don't play around
I don't know what you heard but, we don't play around
It's cooked coke, but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'?
Already knowin' that ya shit was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass
All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of that
Uh, we much better than y'all, Terre-error the Squad
My niggaz set it when we get in the yard
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon cock
Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop
What?
[Chorus x2]
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. (nah)
Fuck him, get the gasoline tell Terry to pull the act up
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass
As lame as he look he ready to cook (yeah)
And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty
The first week we made him eat shit!
Videotaped his wiz and I fucked his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids
So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam?
Or you in the box laid under the floor?
Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface walls
Not even Ajax can clean that, Jack
We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact
Finish you off cuz I'm pressed for time
Your man and 'em will be next to die
Mothafucka!
[Chorus x2]
[Hook x4]
REMASTERED IN HD!
Official Music Video for Lean Back performed by Terror Squad (ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma)
(C) 2004 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings...
REMASTERED IN HD!
Official Music Video for Lean Back performed by Terror Squad (ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma)
(C) 2004 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
#TerrorSquad #FatJoe #RemyMa #LeanBack #Remastered
REMASTERED IN HD!
Official Music Video for Lean Back performed by Terror Squad (ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma)
(C) 2004 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
#TerrorSquad #FatJoe #RemyMa #LeanBack #Remastered
Album: The Lex Diamond Story
Year: 2003
Track: 7
Track Produced By: Andy C.
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is
Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Word up, blip blip blap blap blap
What up?
[Hook x2: Polite]
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, here we go
[Raekwon]
Aiyo Clientele Kidd
Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig
Got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them niggaz I go against, the money was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch
Then four minutes later they burgulars
I heard from the grapevine mine made it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike jackets and Classics
Go against it and it's instant vendettas
He run things, gun down Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in
Crib in Africa with two lions
Somethin' like the Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions
Came back wrapped it up, too sweet
The game is missin' somethin' unique
I put too much to fall back on, I rather just sleep
[Chorus x2: Polite]
CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with Diamonds
CHEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin'
CHEF! He gave y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
CHEF! To the death and he Billboard climbin'
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh
Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for Rae to give met he cue and
you see about 100 Puerto Rican niggaz shootin'
Get down, lay down, we don't play around
I don't know what you heard but, we don't play around
It's cooked coke, but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'?
Already knowin' that ya shit was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass
All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of that
Uh, we much better than y'all, Terre-error the Squad
My niggaz set it when we get in the yard
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon cock
Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop
What?
[Chorus x2]
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. (nah)
Fuck him, get the gasoline tell Terry to pull the act up
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass
As lame as he look he ready to cook (yeah)
And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty
The first week we made him eat shit!
Videotaped his wiz and I fucked his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids
So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam?
Or you in the box laid under the floor?
Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface walls
Not even Ajax can clean that, Jack
We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact
Finish you off cuz I'm pressed for time
Your man and 'em will be next to die
Mothafucka!
[Chorus x2]
[Hook x4]
REMASTERED IN HD!
Official Music Video for Lean Back performed by Terror Squad (ft. Fat Joe, Remy Ma)
(C) 2004 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
#TerrorSquad #FatJoe #RemyMa #LeanBack #Remastered
Joseph Antonio Cartagena (born August 19, 1970), better known by his stage nameFat Joe, is an American rapper. He is also the CEO of Terror Squad Entertainment, and member of musical groups D.I.T.C. and Terror Squad.
(Beat Novacane!) Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets Go against Crack - hehehe - that's a problem I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem Choose one, the AK or revolver I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet Yeah, this nigga don't care Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair I'm the Exorcist, niggaz don't know when they exit is But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus You don't want no problems, problems Fuckin with these frauders {?} I had the ambulance racin the street Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'fucker Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own Well at least that's the one I'm claimin You know a muh'fucker that's realer then name him Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top My nigga Pun died, niggaz thought the shit gon' stop I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk Thought a nigga learned when he caught it and he walked off Shoulda put the burn to a nigga so he'd slow down Niggaz won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings Got other mob bosses kissin my ring Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me Until then it's just... Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring It's my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy He tellin me, "Crack where the fuck is you at?" I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago I did a show out in Patterson, took the bitch home Nigga you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one This nigga Ant yell, "Crack what's her name?" Carmen, why you stallin, why the fuck you callin He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up You know that nigga Pablo from... Ave Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad" Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's pussy I bet'cha Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha DAMN! Wake up ma I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face suckin my DICK bitch!