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(intro: fabolous)
hey-hey-hey-yo (3x) F-A-B Hey-hey-hey-yo (2x) F-A-B Hey-hey-hey-yo (2x) (verse: fabolous) aint no tellin what this hip lowered do to me im feelin like i can do what i want now dip-low immunity shorty! just shake you hips slow and move wit me take a hit a this a sip slow and thoroughly youre sneakin out on you man tip-toein to the V cause i know you got him whipped though like wannabe lets put on a live strip show just you and me but girl, im lookin at them lips tough like who is he? they aint never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry so when i ask you "you wanna leave the zip-code?" say "sure" and be me We gon' party, till we laid in graves Sweat out our doobie braids and waves Then scream "hey-hey-hey yo" That groupie made her wait Cause when she seen the whips and chains She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'mon (chorus 2: fabolous (2X) this is my party so get fly if you want to get high if you want to cause i know you want to put your hands up as high as you want to and if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey-yo" (verse: fabolous) i dont know about yall but we doin it over here all the glasses got liquid that brewin it over here cigars got somethin sticky thats glueing it over here ladies movin it over there movin it over here i can fit a few ina rovers rear we havin a good time dont ruin it overs this you see why we asks is to see ID cuase girls will do anything for some VIP access Me i relax this (easy) cause im used to ballin you could tell that these guys need practice but if it was a problem then i would confront you you saying "over" bet ya i say "you want to" but a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put i ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look would youi believe most these bitches go bop up shook their asses pokin out like them picture in pop up book (chorus 2) (verse fabolous) oh yeah! wes off the richter scale hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell if the ladies would show it off and thick as hell for my hustlers knockin off them bricks as well and everybody, up north thats sick in jail i probably fell yall send you all of the flicks in the mail the street family speed off six SL's to all them chicks at yale " hey-hey-hey-yo" shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well shake your asses back and forth as fast as hell and just from lookin at them thighs from the front view girl i know that these guys say they want you if i wake up in the sand clothes from yesterday same hoes from yesterday lightin clips to the same dro from yesterday her hangovers yesterday you aint mistaken we in benzs today but we had them range rovers yesterday (chorus 2) (ourtro: fabolous (to fade) hey-hey-hey-yo....... hey-hey-hey-yo....... |
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| 2. |
| 1:03 |
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They call me G-H-E-T-T-O
Black star power, like B-E-T shows I'm usually pullin up in the G-T slow Flashing my ring finger with the E-T glow I'm that nucca, act rucka Certified plat nucca Semi-auto, gat bucca Take that fucka Lay flat sucka I'm the Negro, amigo Get every bay from Tampa to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I'm in the blow range, no matter where he go I'm that homie Gat on me I'm the kid not that phony Anybody that know me Knows im here to get that money! Yeah! Heeyyyy! Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blow! They call me F-A-B, O-L-O U-S, you just lay down slow! Know this before this, trey pound blow Spit game, get dames to lay down low I'm da poppy cholo, the cops say the tops on the drops is to low I shop till I drop, when I'm coppin new clothes Bop in the hop, but don't stop to use hoes I'm that new dude, that include Making sure silencers in the gat is screwed With an it don't even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I'm that young boy, that slung boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy I'm still leaving niggas, at one choice So run when you hear, that gun noise! You say you rich, then come and talk that shit to me Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka Buy your DVD's and TV's, but I like shoes on my Jeep Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka 24-inch wheels, and a good gold grill in the front Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka Gotta closet made for big clothes Gotta do more then treat me to lunch Heeyyyy! Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blow! They call me William H period Bonnie I ride in a seven series with Tommie's I make another on of America's hotties And I'm that serious mommy I'm the one, like the Jet Li flick The private jet ski's sick The motors on the jet ski's quick The clips in the sets be thick And I done slipped more shots in then Gretzky's stick I'm the one like Penny Hardaway's number That's why dudes say it's hard to keep my broad away from ya Once your bitch, get the god 2-way number It'll be hard to get a Happy Father's Day from ya I'm the one, like the piece that's on Nelly's chain You can't reach me, I'm out of your celly range Bitch I'll even put canary's up in your belly chain And just to beat the traffic, hop in a helly main Heeyyyy! Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blow! |
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| 3. |
| 1:25 |
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You know what?
Everybody goes through some changes in life Some poeple change for the better, some poeple change for the worse But umm, some people need to make that change You know what I mean? Change is good sometimes. You know? [Verse 1] Why would I change? I ain't never slide down a bad pole Even though I'm certified over plat's sold They say I'm different 'cuz I ride in a plat. Rolls But every time, we gotta ride don't this cat roll? I never snitch, and go and hide in a rat hole And I aint givin' you nothing besides what this gat hold No pride, I ain't that old Cut off a few, but kept a few girls I decide like I'm ?? It probably don't seem like a struggle But I used to dream that this thug'll balance beams just to smuggle It's funny same girls that didn't seem like they'd love you Is beggin'for your autographs ands screamin' to hug you It's crazy, same dudes that seem like they thug you Is prayin' on your downfall, schemin' to mug you And people that didn't give a fuck, is dreamin' to bug you And goin through' extreme's just to plug you, who really changed? [Chorus] This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you If you got love for me, I still got love for you If you down for me, then I'm still down for you If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you If you won't ride with me, then I won't ride for you This game ain't change me, don't let it change you [Verse 2] Why would I change? I didn't step out of Superman's phone booth To remind where I'm from, I look at my own tooth I'm speakin' the known truth I ain't been living the same, since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof Why would I feel like I'm a stranger? And why should I feel like I'm in danger? And I'm grindin' 'till I'm right Whether it's on the streets, or online tryna climb sites I ain't blind from the limelite, I had my mind and my rhymes right, and signed when the time's right People shouldn't be hateful, they should be grateful But fuck it, I guess I gotta keep my three eight full I'm playin, the game, like I'm, supposed Stayin, the same, like I'm, supposed Ghetto Fab in da house, hip hop hustler One million customers, and I still bust at ya [Chorus] [Verse 3] Why would I change when I get green like the Incredible Hulk? I've chilled with the richest people to the ghettoest folks Known a few ?? and met a few locs Made a few comments, and said a few jokes But it's gettin' me sick, someone prescribe me some medicine Before the fame, the vibe was way better then Some have even became rivals instead of friends Only two become liable for settlements I grew up watchin the Now they hate to see a nigga drivin' the better Benz That's why the clubs be, deprivin' to let us in They know the family bring knives and barettas in I'm thankful for being allowed, fans for being the crowd How could my head be in the clouds? It's strange, what the fame'll do But you know what? The only one who seen the change from the fame is you [Chorus] I'm the same nigga man Same nigga, that ridin' with you Niggas that's fuckin' with you I'm still fuckin' with you niggas The same nigga, these hoe's ain't like Now they on my dick right? Haha... shit is crazy Don't let this game change you nigga... |
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| 4. |
| 1:11 |
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Uh, Uh, Uh
Baby girl You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don t put on a show to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect you gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank you She s my pinch hitter When the startin lineup ain t playin right I come off the bench with her It might sound like I m gassin you But it take time to get from the back seat to the passenger We been creepin and sneakin Just to keep it from leakin We so deep in our freakin That we don t sleep on the weekend Wifey s a little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep coming home in the middle of the night It ll be alright if y all bump heads it ll be a fight But I said it ll be alright I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go You re the one I want in my life (want in my life) I already got a wife (got a wife) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go You ain t never step out of line Or get out a pocket So I made sure canary sent out your locket To protect you I ll get out and cock it And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket Oh, you gone play dumb if cops do come through I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through But I know the boutiques and the shops you run through So I cop her one and cop you one too You always get a daily page weekly ring Plus you ain t too shy to do them freaky things I ain t gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin the whole world I m your man while I spring her At first you was somethin I denied Something I would slide Just to do somethin in the ride But shorty There s something you provide Cause the entre ain t as good without somethin on the side you know? I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go You re the one I want in my life (want in my life) I already got a wife (got a wife) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go Uh Uh oh, I might be leavin the earth soon My girl gone kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume It s gonna be a clip tossed if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She won t care if I m a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty Magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the car celly You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly uh You know I care for you (care for you) Anytime this chick is there for you (there for you yea) These feelings I m a share with you Which makes it a little more clear for you I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go You re the one I want in my life (want in my life) I already got a wife (got a wife) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go You re the one I want in my life (want in my life) I already got a wife (got a wife) I can t leave you alone (no) And I know I ll live in wrong But I can t let you go |
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