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from El Debarge - Second Chance [Deluxe Version] (2010)
Nice, yeah
Five seconds, five seconds Five seconds, baby girl you're on Once you're on ain't no coming off Shine so much the sun could take a summer off Some of y'all dunno a butterfly from a moth Turn the El DeBarge on take something off All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life South of France See the clear blue waters Hearing the wind I can take you places you've never been Girl tell me baby, what's your pleasure Tell me your fetish too I waited, baby there's no measure There's no limit to what we can do All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Bring all your friends Believe me girl, there's plenty Money to spend Girl, we can do anything we want to Creme brulee in an LA cafe Late New York rendezvous Every moonlight in Miami We'll be on a private jet for two All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Five seconds on the shot clock Is you tryna win the game or get your shot blocked? Ball player swag, basketball wifey Them other players couldn't pass the ball like me Leave my shorty alone, I'm asking y'all nicely Dine and shine to get your casket all icy Oh, all I know me and the dame kick it I put her on a flyish, no plane ticket Truthfully, I rather she do none But I love it when she wear them Lil' see through ones, yeah I'm a make a movie when the preview's done In five, four, three, two, one Come with me, you need to Don't worry, I got you Just give me five seconds I'll turn your life around Loving you over again, baby Whenever, however Just give me five seconds I'll turn your life around All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Five seconds, five seconds Five seconds, baby girl you're on |
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from Fabolous, Diddy - Act Bad [digital single] (2023) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Diddy - Act Bad (Explicit Ver.) [digital single] (2023) | |||||
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from Ryan Leslie - Ryan Leslie (2009)
VERSE1
You've got fashion and style I'm lovin' your smile and The way you get down I can't see no one else It's you by yourself, yea In spite of the crowd (Baby no one else matters) B-SECTION It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction (addiction) It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction While all the girls say HOOK I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction BRIDGE When I'm lookin' in the mirror Honey, you are all I see And it could not be no clearer That I need you here with me VERSE2 I was hopin you'd notice The way that I like to Have you around Listen and you will find that Your heart beats for me Girl, I hear the sound B-SECTION It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction (addiction) It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction While all the girls say HOOK I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction BRIDGE When I'm lookin' in the mirror Honey, you are all I see And it could not be no clearer That I need you here with me HOOK I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction B-SECTION It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction (addiction) It started off with a kiss (uh huh) Never expectin' this (uh huh) And now I'm here copin' with My addiction HOOK I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you You're my addiction |
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Jadakiss - Friday On Elm Street (2017) | |||||
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from Fabolous - The Young OG Project (2014) | |||||
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from The Game - Jesus Piece (2012) | |||||
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from Fat Joe - Another Round [single, remix] (2012) | |||||
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from Fat Joe - Another Round [single, remix] (2012) | |||||
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from Fabolous - More Street Dreams Pt.2/ The Mixtape (2003)
Yea, Its bout to get real hard for these niggas to move man
Somebody get these niggas some wheelchairs or somethin Goin to war is still a scary issue But in my hood they train to kill wit every pistol Like they military issue Guess you a star if you sell a million every disc two Catch a gun case and bounce and still they'll barely frisk you 'cause, I proved I move the retail Make the smoothest grooves wit female And I remove the rules on V12's You aint never seen it move this smooth on sprewell's I'm a hustler, you just a middle man to me The way I pass the rock could make Jason Kidd a fan of me Just cop one joint, I'm a one point somethin Still I'll have you at gunpoint, with one joint dumpin So watch what you say to them crackers Ill put a couple G's on yer head like you play for the Packers I'm rap's Labron James, I quickly see baskets These scrubs wouldn't make it to the Mickey-D's classics You got some sticky weed? Pass it If not put it out, im pushin it before they put it out Wit the dash, wooded out, Shaq O'Neal footed out Blastin a (?) get it first, before they put it out, Clue! Yea, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Maybe wouldn't be a million kids wit they faces on containers If cops pursue the same way they chase us entertainers In the hood, a few big faces and a chain a- Get metal in ya mouth like braces and retainers Even the young bucks be scheming on somebody change Tryin a sell somebody 'cain, before they even potty trained You can smooth talk your way into a hottie brain Have her suckin long enough to leave a nigga body drained I wasn't taught, I learned from watchin stupid people That'll run up shootin, in front of a group of people I lay in a cut, |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Intro]
Fab... [5X] Can you be my B-A-B-Y? [M.S.:] I'll never call another lover mine [Verse 1: Fabolous] And why would I, and why should I When I seen a lady tonight, with my good eye that I would try and make My..(baby..baby) I was up in the club putting my hood high When I saw you, and I stood by Just lookin at your onion girl I could cry, and I could lie I mean I could try and say you ain't sweep me off my feet But only one thing could keep me off the street And that's if you be my, B-A-B-Y I can be why you always be fly And I'm from B-Stuy, just like B.I...G. was, that's how F-A-B does We can sip something 'til we both be buzzed In a V-dub and that's only be-cause [Chorus: Mike Shorey] Need someone to be my (baby) Kind of girl you find in the club rockin those (baby) Phat jeans Gonna find someone to be my (baby) ..I see some ladies tonight that should be having my (baby, baby) [Verse 2: Fab] After the baby talk, the goo goo ga ga You like this, that, you do bla bla Couple good jokes, a few brouhaha's, it's time to do you mama First I'ma put you on your back And make you scream out (baby)..just like I put you on the track Then I'ma lay you on your side And slowly stroke you while you telling me the way you feel inside But my sex drive won't make me play you on the side You know you get the keys any day you wanna ride And my baby know how to start me up You got the kind of kiss that'll speed a heartbeat up And you got the kind of touch that'll gimme the chills I ask you cuz I know you gonna gimme it real It won't be fake, and don't we make a good couple And won't we make a good...(baby)? [Bridge: Mike Shorey] Ooh, if I seem just a bit taken, pardon me But you're so amazing I just want us to do this exclusively Say you'll be my baby [Verse 3: Fab] My baby's the only one I bring to the villa That can get the bling and the scrilla Girl, I know you smooth enough to spring a chinchilla And still take a sting of Tequila, the way you swing is a thriller I'm watchin that like the boxing match in the ring of Manila I wanna keep it comin like the singles of "Thriller" I mean if you still uh..my B-A-B-Y [Chorus] [Intro: 'til end] |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Intro]
Fab... [5X] Can you be my B-A-B-Y? [M.S.:] I'll never call another lover mine [Verse 1: Fabolous] And why would I, and why should I When I seen a lady tonight, with my good eye that I would try and make My..(baby..baby) I was up in the club putting my hood high When I saw you, and I stood by Just lookin at your onion girl I could cry, and I could lie I mean I could try and say you ain't sweep me off my feet But only one thing could keep me off the street And that's if you be my, B-A-B-Y I can be why you always be fly And I'm from B-Stuy, just like B.I...G. was, that's how F-A-B does We can sip something 'til we both be buzzed In a V-dub and that's only be-cause [Chorus: Mike Shorey] Need someone to be my (baby) Kind of girl you find in the club rockin those (baby) Phat jeans Gonna find someone to be my (baby) ..I see some ladies tonight that should be having my (baby, baby) [Verse 2: Fab] After the baby talk, the goo goo ga ga You like this, that, you do bla bla Couple good jokes, a few brouhaha's, it's time to do you mama First I'ma put you on your back And make you scream out (baby)..just like I put you on the track Then I'ma lay you on your side And slowly stroke you while you telling me the way you feel inside But my sex drive won't make me play you on the side You know you get the keys any day you wanna ride And my baby know how to start me up You got the kind of kiss that'll speed a heartbeat up And you got the kind of touch that'll gimme the chills I ask you cuz I know you gonna gimme it real It won't be fake, and don't we make a good couple And won't we make a good...(baby)? [Bridge: Mike Shorey] Ooh, if I seem just a bit taken, pardon me But you're so amazing I just want us to do this exclusively Say you'll be my baby [Verse 3: Fab] My baby's the only one I bring to the villa That can get the bling and the scrilla Girl, I know you smooth enough to spring a chinchilla And still take a sting of Tequila, the way you swing is a thriller I'm watchin that like the boxing match in the ring of Manila I wanna keep it comin like the singles of "Thriller" I mean if you still uh..my B-A-B-Y [Chorus] [Intro: 'til end] |
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from Fabolous, Street Family - Loso'S Way Rise To Power (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous 4집 - From Nothin' To Somethin' (2007)
I try to play cool Actin like what you do don't phase me don't phase me Meanwhile I'm sittin at home all alone Tryin to keep myself from goin crazy When I'm in the house when I think about When I see you out when I hear about I want my baby back And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you GO Baby don't GO Baby don't go Baby don't GO Baby don't go Now I'm better than your ex gon' be better than your next Baby Screwed Up so you better be from Texas Can't seem to doubt that I creamed her out Now you dream about how I turned Nieman out Nothin to scream about just back your Beemer out Pack it up in the trunk go back to Kima house Cause I can play cool but I can't play fool There's options in break up you ever play pool Better do you cause I damn sure does me And what your buzz be is only because of me The wifey husby never was me I does me trust me I don't wanna another you so I'ma slide But I got another boo on the side I try to play cool Actin like what you do don't phase me don't phase me Meanwhile I'm sittin at home all alone Tryin to keep myself from goin crazy When I'm in the house when I think about When I see you out when I hear about I want my baby back And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you GO Baby don't GO Baby don't go Baby don't GO Baby don't go Through the time I been alone time I spent on phones Know you ain't lettin them climb up in my throne Now baby that lime with that Patron Have me talkin crazy it's time to come on home Now I talk with someone above It's okay to lose your pride over someone you love Don't lose someone you love though over your pride Stick wit'cha entree and get over your side We break up to make up at Jacob's baby Her parents fought too I'm the makeup baby Wake up baby love'll have you open though I mean you seen Tom Cruise on the Oprah show So I just can't bet on the next hand There's too much in this pot just to give to the next man I try to play cool Actin like what you do don't phase me don't phase me Meanwhile I'm sittin at home all alone Tryin to keep myself from goin crazy When I'm in the house when I think about When I see you out when I hear about I want my baby back And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you GO Baby don't GO Baby don't go Baby don't GO Baby don't go Now if you ain't never went through it you ain't really into it The next rap to show you I really been through it Every other day I'm givin the love away That's what your friend's sister or little brother say If I'ma do somethin it's the undercover way When them hatin ass watchdogs look the other way And others may not see that we need each other But if we on the same page we can read each other They should learn us instead of try to turn us Mr and Ms Smith we both got the burners UP If you love your baby then turn this up Know we keep this hot like a Thermos cup Relax don't be tryin to perm us up We already straight I try to play cool Actin like what you do don't phase me don't phase me Meanwhile I'm sittin at home all alone Tryin to keep myself from goin crazy When I'm in the house when I think about When I see you out when I hear about I want my baby back And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you GO Baby don't GO Baby don't go Baby don't GO Baby don't go Fab we gon' have to make a dance to this song man Y'knahmean ain't no WAY you can't dance on this Uhhh T Pain I want my baby back And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you GO |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003) | |||||
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2002)
"Bad Bitch"
[Fabolous] (hahahaha) Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Superstar nigga Most niggas trying to get one chick, right? I'm trying to get two You know, two is always better than one, right? Yeah.. [Verse] I'm trying to kill two birds with one stone It's 151's prone, that have you and hun's stoned Trying the unknown Doing things I know y'all parents wouldn't con-done It's you, her and me; eyes too blurred to see Speech too slurred to G But you know "Young'n" would love ta See ya upon each other, feeling on me while tongue'n each other Wow! it's a wonderful thing To have a pretty female under each wing The cake can prob'ly Pollie, both of these Bobby Darlies That take off their Rockavalis? My job is narly from getting slobbed on Harley's Getting smoke from the supplier, robbin' Marley I hope this ain't tooking wrong But ma now I wanna see how both of y'all look in thongs [Chorus] I got a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch on my right side (okay) I suggest it be best if we get by Said a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch on my right side (okay) I suggest it be best if we get by [Verse] I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them I ain't with the blazay blah Cause I hold the record for the most Menage à Trois and lama taje (?) I got a bad chick on my left lap Bad chick on my right lap Do as I suggest, I confess At my request they gon' get right So when you see lipstick on both cheeks That mean I slip dick in both freaks They started calling me Two Time Johnny After repeatedly leaving the club wit two damn mami's This brother done had 'em From close friends, the girls all know each other from Adam I'm always this humble boo, HELL YES! It's cool for your girlfriend to come through too [Chorus] [Verse] At the most it'll take an hour together To get these girls from dancing wit each other In to taking showers together They know, it's a studio in Fab crib One of y'all can rock the mic while the other one ad libs Boo, my government is personal But I got enough sets of twins to make Doublemint commercials After trying X, I can only imagine what y'all be trying next The stacks that I be splurging have girls in the back of the Excursion Forgetting bout the fact that they was virgins I don't care who you bringing wit you Just let her know that I'm poking her while I'm fingering you I love that thing that you do And I know about the tongue and nipple But I ain't know you had a ring in it too I can tell when they came, cause they start spelling my name Like F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S (oww) [Chorus] |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
"Bad Bitch"
[Fabolous] (hahahaha) Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Superstar nigga Most niggas trying to get one chick, right? I'm trying to get two You know, two is always better than one, right? Yeah.. [Verse] I'm trying to kill two birds with one stone It's 151's prone, that have you and hun's stoned Trying the unknown Doing things I know y'all parents wouldn't con-done It's you, her and me; eyes too blurred to see Speech too slurred to G But you know "Young'n" would love ta See ya upon each other, feeling on me while tongue'n each other Wow! it's a wonderful thing To have a pretty female under each wing The cake can prob'ly Pollie, both of these Bobby Darlies That take off their Rockavalis? My job is narly from getting slobbed on Harley's Getting smoke from the supplier, robbin' Marley I hope this ain't tooking wrong But ma now I wanna see how both of y'all look in thongs [Chorus] I got a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch on my right side (okay) I suggest it be best if we get by Said a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch on my right side (okay) I suggest it be best if we get by [Verse] I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them I ain't with the blazay blah Cause I hold the record for the most Menage à Trois and lama taje (?) I got a bad chick on my left lap Bad chick on my right lap Do as I suggest, I confess At my request they gon' get right So when you see lipstick on both cheeks That mean I slip dick in both freaks They started calling me Two Time Johnny After repeatedly leaving the club wit two damn mami's This brother done had 'em From close friends, the girls all know each other from Adam I'm always this humble boo, HELL YES! It's cool for your girlfriend to come through too [Chorus] [Verse] At the most it'll take an hour together To get these girls from dancing wit each other In to taking showers together They know, it's a studio in Fab crib One of y'all can rock the mic while the other one ad libs Boo, my government is personal But I got enough sets of twins to make Doublemint commercials After trying X, I can only imagine what y'all be trying next The stacks that I be splurging have girls in the back of the Excursion Forgetting bout the fact that they was virgins I don't care who you bringing wit you Just let her know that I'm poking her while I'm fingering you I love that thing that you do And I know about the tongue and nipple But I ain't know you had a ring in it too I can tell when they came, cause they start spelling my name Like F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S (oww) [Chorus] |
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from DJ Boom - The Best of Listen Vision Volume #2 (2007) | |||||
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from You Got Served/ Featuring B2k (2004)
Yea, yea, yea
(It's B2K ya'll) It's B2K ya'll Welcome ladies ... and gentlemen (Yes) To the U Got Served Soundtrack (Yea) We about to do dis You know how we get down Oh Yea You know dat come on Omarion hit em wit it [Verse One - Omari] Like whoa You know Girl you're the star of my show In this club Poppin bub The way you shakin deservin some dubs Turn around Make it bounce Shake it like you come from out of town Whats yo name? Whats yo sign? Girl you leavin with me tonight [Chorus 2x] Mami shake it like you care for me You know I like it when you do that little dance for me Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room And see that big badabing go badaboom [Verse Two - Omari] This one, I seen Couldn't believe the ass in them jeans To myself, had to think Any room for me up in them jeans? Ghetto star You are Eat you up like a chocolate bar What's yo name? What's yo sign? Damn you got me weeping inside [Chorus 2x] Mami shake it like you care for me You know I like it when you do that little dance for me Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room And see that big badabing go badaboom [Rap - Fabolous] I wanna see ya 'badabing' go 'badaboom' And my house got a wing, with a lotta rooms I can do a lotta things, get you hot as June I wanna watch ya body swing to the hottest grooves I'm trynna slide behind it when you throw it 'round So I can ride and grind it, when you slow it down Bring it from the top, then take it to da bottom I'm clingin to ya top, trynna make it to ya oh The way you move is fab-u-losa It makes me wanna grab you closa You know I like it when ya bounce, bounce Throw ya hands up and ya bounce, bounce I don't back down, when I'm pressin ya I'm finna lay the smack down like the wrestler But nobody get it ta poppin like this man can Have them girls get it to poppin on a handstand ... Ghetto [Chorus 4x] Mami shake it like you care for me You know I like it when you do that little dance for me Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room And see that big badabing go badaboom la la la la la [Talking] B2K Fab T-Scott Oh yea Chris Stoke I see you boy And oh yea, Dave Mack Let's do dis again Yea [laughs] TUG (Hums) Mmmmmm Badaboom |
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from B2K - B2K Presents 'You Got Served' Soundtrack (2004) | |||||
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from Fabolous - The Young OG Project (2014) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Street Family - Loso'S Way Rise To Power (2007) | |||||
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous - The Young OG Project (2014) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Street Family - Loso'S Way Rise To Power (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010) | |||||
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
[Chorus: Fabolous]
I see dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people I see dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people One, two, three, body count One, two, three, everybody count One, two, three, body count I check my other pocket more bodies found [Verse 1: Fabolous] More bodies I'm back for more bodies The competition is a skinny bitch nobody I'm running and I know's it That's why I'm so snotty You little boys sit yo ass down, no potty [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fabolous] Let's keep it a hundred That's word to Ben Frank's Money's what you can count on when your friends ain't Grass green over here Green like the kushes I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes We don't chase money we chase dreams Rub this money in your face, face cream Doctors say I have a problem I see nothing but the bread Told me close my eyes "what you see" You know what I said! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Fabolous] And if I go make sure the family gets the cash And at my funeral there's only 1 wish I ask Give the haters one last chance to see me cause this they last Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass I see dead people I see dead people Pocket full of ego, big head people One two three body count rising And everybody got their hand out fucking Heisman Your boy just convinced her that she gorgeous Must have took a couple thousand of them Georges They call me funeral they call us [? ] Face on point they should call us swordfish He got a gang of money You can't stop his drive He in the blue six screaming out stop it five Black out jewelry, you still see it though I make a moviue in the club, you still see it though [Chorus] |
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
Shout out to my enemies, shout out my competitors
Shout out to my mini-me's, I hope you do better, brah Better me, better you, etcetera, etcetera Shout out to the followers, I will stay ahead of you Big up to the haters, big up all you low niggas Biggin' you all up should make you feel a little bigger Big up to the fake niggas from a real nigga Fake niggas, help you recognize a real nigga Uh, I'm a Brooklyn nigga anyhow Closet lookin' like I opened up a Vinnie's Styles Bitches say, "We are the best" So mami in my jeans PRPS Yeah, street fitted in a gang Yeah, at you like a Twitter name Same place I see 'em, same place they chalk 'em out We speak gwap-enese, come see what we talkin' 'bout Holla at your homie, holla at your dog Lookin' for the competition, holla at them all Once I say hi to her, she gonna say bye to ya If looks could kill then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya Shout out to the groupies, shout out to my ex Probably sayin' fuck me so shout out to the sex Don't get mad at me 'cause I'm on to the next All of this because I ain't respond to your text Big up to you bum bitches and your ten dollar dresses Big up to the big girls, y'all are so precious Salty bitches tryin' to raise a nigga blood pressure Grown little girls, do yo' mouth get any fresher? Huh? But it ain't fresh as Loso Monogrammed out, son, case you didn't know so Flow so deadly, swag too murderous Known for bein' nice, that don't mean courteous This is nothin' new, I'm not a beginner I get big checks like a lottery winner Her boy dissin' ah, boy, listen ah Kindly sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi You better holla at your homie, holla at your dog Lookin' for the competition, holla at them all Once I say hi to her, she gonna say bye to ya If looks could kill then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya What it look like, nigga? It's Young Funeral Told y'all niggas I got this shit nigga There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service What up Dram'? What it look like? Huh? What we talkin', baby? What we talkin' 'bout? These niggas is dead What we talkin' 'bout? Yeah, I said it, dead, nice Niggas might as well lay down in a hole And throw dirt on they self It's funeral |
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from Fabolous - Breathe [single] (2004)
WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE!
WOO! WOO! WOO! 숨을 쉬어! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 [Hook I] Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Yo 이놈들은 내가 다가가면 숨도 못 쉬고, 휘파람도 못 불지 Some shoes, gotta be 20 man 몇몇 신발은, 20까지도 가 It's not even funny they can't BREATHE 이건 우스운 일이 아냐, 그들은 숨도 못 쉬잖아 The choke holds too tight 너무 꽉 목을 죄어 The left looks too right 왼쪽은 너무 오른쪽처럼 보여 You know what? You right 그거 알아? 니 말이 맞아 These bitches can't BREATHE 이년들은 숨을 못 쉬고 있어 (Hook II) Look look, they hearts racin' 봐봐, 그들의 심장은 빨리 뛰고 They start chasin' 날 쫓기 시작하지만 But I'm so fast when I blow past 내가 지나칠 땐 아주 빠르게 지나쳐서 That they can't BREATHE 그들은 숨도 못 쉬지 In the presence of the man 내 흔적이 남아있어 Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man 네 미래는 만약 그 사람과 함께라면 과거보다 더 나아질거야 You betta BREATHE 빨리 숨을 쉬어 You niggaz can't share my air 너네들은 내 운동화를 빌려쓸 수 없고 Or walk a mile in the pair I wear 내가 신는 신발을 신고 1마일을 걸을 수도 없어 And I'm gettin better year by year 난 매해 더 나아지고 있어 Like they say Juan do 마치 Juan처럼 Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through 경찰들은 경찰견을 데려와도 나를 찾아낼 수 없지 And I pace myself 난 다시 맘을 다져 I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth 저 돈에 굶주린 년들은 내 부귀를 맛보고 싶어하지만 But I keep em' on a diet 난 그들을 다이어트 시키고 Embrace they health 건강을 돌보거나 Or either keep em' on a quiet 그들의 입을 막고 And space myself 내 공간을 늘리지 And just take a deep breath 먼저 심호흡을 해 I got em' grabbin' they chest 지금 그들은 가슴을 쥐어뜯고 있어 Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best Fab이 최고의 실력을 발휘하고, 그들은 And they in they worst 최악이라는 걸 보기가 아프기 때문에 They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back 그들은 내가 뒤에 서는 것보다도 관에 눕길 원하지 And I ain't just layin a verse I'm sayin the facts 이건 그냥 노래가 아냐, 이건 사실이야 I came back with some sicka stones 난 좀더 멋진 보석과 함께 돌아왔지 That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone 가난뱅이 놈들은 닭다리뼈가 목에 걸린듯이 이것을 쳐다봐 Every chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone 내가 꼬시는 여자들, dick을 혼자 놔둘 순 없잖아 So I know It's one of them everytime I flip my phone 그래서 매번 하나하나씩에게 전화를 걸지 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] I see em on the block when I passes 지나치는 거리마다 그들을 보지 Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es 산소 마스크가 필요할 것 같은 모습들 I make it hard to BREATHE 좀더 숨쉬기 어렵게 만들어 But I keep the glocks in the stashes 하지만 난 언제나 총을 가지고 있어 Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us 경찰들은 우릴 가두고 모욕하고 And make it hard to BREATHE 더 숨쉬기 어렵게 하거든 They has to react 내 뒤의 불빛이 보이면 Like havin' a asthma attack 마치 천식이 오는 것처럼 When they see the plasma in back 빨리 사람들은 반응해야할걸 You dudes are wheezin' behind me 너네들은 내 뒤에서 시끄럽게 떠들어 My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90 내 플로우는 마치 Coupe 같아, 90마일로 달리지 That's the reason they signed me 그래서 사람들은 나와 계약을 맺었어 It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts 빠른 은유와 곳곳에 숨어있는 강한 충격 Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut 마치 배에 먹이는 강력한 한 방 같지 How I address the haters and under estimaters 나는 안티와 과소평가하는 이들에게 말을 걸고 And ride up on them like they escalators 에스컬레이터처럼 그들 위에 올라타 They shook up and hooked up to respirators 그들은 몸을 떨고 인공호흡기에 묶였어 On they last breath talking to investigators 마지막 숨결을 모아 조사관에게 얘기하고 I'm a breath of fresh air And a fresh pair 나는 신선한 공기와 신선한 옷이야 Face it boo and do it till your face get blue 인정해라, 그리고 얼굴이 새파랗게 될 때까지 해 And then BREATHE 그리고 숨을 쉬어 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] When the crew walk in it Pop a few corks in it 크루가 여기로 들어서면, 코르크 마개를 따 As quick as a tick in a New York minute 뉴욕의 1분이 째깍하는 것처럼 빠르게 Catch a breath, fore u catch a left 왼쪽으로 가기 전에 숨을 들이마셔 Even worse, catch a Tef Only way u catch a F 아니 아예 Tef를 잡아, 그래야 너는 F- To the A-B, its in the maybe Rollin with my baby A-B를 잡을 수 있어, '아마'라는 거지, 내 베이비와 함께 달리며 Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+ KayBee에서도 찾을 수 없는 장난감을 꽉 쥐어 I rhyme slick on ya 난 매끈한 라임을 들려줘 I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya 너에게 Heimlich을 뿌릴게 What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? 여자들이 널 핥게하는 방법을 넌 알고 있어? While you inhale the weed 마리화나를 빨아대면서 And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed 그들이 니 씨앗을 삼키기 전까지 멈추지 않아 And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe 그들에게 숨을 쉬라고 할 때까지 멈추지 않아 Like a doctor with a stethoscope 마치 청진기를 든 의사처럼 I don't see no fuckin hope 희망 따위는 보이지 않아 Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE 이 개자식들이 숨쉬지 않는다면 Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta 그래, Brooklyn은, Uptown도 the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Bronx도, Queens도 Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta Staten Isle도, 너네들도 You bitches gotta Everybody BREATHE 네년들도, 모두 다 숨을 쉬어야해 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. 그때 너는.. 그때 너는... BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 Oh* BREATHE BREATHE 오 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
WOO!
WOO! WOO! BREATHE! One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be 20 man It's not even funny they can't BREATHE The choke holds too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't BREATHE Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE In the presence of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man You betta BREATHE You niggaz can't share my air Or walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm gettin better year by year Like they say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through And I pace myself I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth But I keep em' on a diet Embrace they health Or either keep em' on a quiet And space myself And just take a deep breath I got em' grabbin' they chest Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And they in they worst They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back And I ain't just layin a verse I'm sayin the facts I came back with some sicka stones That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone So I know It's one of them everytime I flip my phone One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be 20 man It's not even funny they can't BREATHE The choke holds too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't BREATHE Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE In the presence of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man You betta BREATHE I see em on the block when I passes Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es I make it hard to BREATHE But I keep the glocks in the stashes Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us And make it hard to BREATHE They has to react Like havin' a asthma attack When they see the plasma in back You dudes are wheezin' behind me My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90 That's the reason they signed me It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut How I address the haters and under estimaters And ride up on them like they escalators They shook up and hooked up to respirators On they last breath talking to investigators I'm a breath of fresh air And a fresh pair Face it boo and do it till your face get blue And then BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be 20 man It's not even funny they can't BREATHE The choke holds too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't BREATHE Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE In the presence of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man You betta BREATHE When the crew walk in it Pop a few corks in it As quick as a tick in a New York minute Catch a breath, fore u catch a left Even worse, catch a Tef Only way u catch a F To the A-B, its in the maybe Rollin with my baby Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+ I rhyme slick on ya I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? While you inhale the weed And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe Like a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no fuckin hope Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta You bitches gotta Everybody BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta.. BREATHE Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. BREATHE Oh BREATHE BREATHE Oh BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE Oh BREATHE BREATHE |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE!
WOO! WOO! WOO! 숨을 쉬어! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 [Hook I] Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Yo 이놈들은 내가 다가가면 숨도 못 쉬고, 휘파람도 못 불지 Some shoes, gotta be 20 man 몇몇 신발은, 20까지도 가 It's not even funny they can't BREATHE 이건 우스운 일이 아냐, 그들은 숨도 못 쉬잖아 The choke holds too tight 너무 꽉 목을 죄어 The left looks too right 왼쪽은 너무 오른쪽처럼 보여 You know what? You right 그거 알아? 니 말이 맞아 These bitches can't BREATHE 이년들은 숨을 못 쉬고 있어 (Hook II) Look look, they hearts racin' 봐봐, 그들의 심장은 빨리 뛰고 They start chasin' 날 쫓기 시작하지만 But I'm so fast when I blow past 내가 지나칠 땐 아주 빠르게 지나쳐서 That they can't BREATHE 그들은 숨도 못 쉬지 In the presence of the man 내 흔적이 남아있어 Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man 네 미래는 만약 그 사람과 함께라면 과거보다 더 나아질거야 You betta BREATHE 빨리 숨을 쉬어 You niggaz can't share my air 너네들은 내 운동화를 빌려쓸 수 없고 Or walk a mile in the pair I wear 내가 신는 신발을 신고 1마일을 걸을 수도 없어 And I'm gettin better year by year 난 매해 더 나아지고 있어 Like they say Juan do 마치 Juan처럼 Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through 경찰들은 경찰견을 데려와도 나를 찾아낼 수 없지 And I pace myself 난 다시 맘을 다져 I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth 저 돈에 굶주린 년들은 내 부귀를 맛보고 싶어하지만 But I keep em' on a diet 난 그들을 다이어트 시키고 Embrace they health 건강을 돌보거나 Or either keep em' on a quiet 그들의 입을 막고 And space myself 내 공간을 늘리지 And just take a deep breath 먼저 심호흡을 해 I got em' grabbin' they chest 지금 그들은 가슴을 쥐어뜯고 있어 Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best Fab이 최고의 실력을 발휘하고, 그들은 And they in they worst 최악이라는 걸 보기가 아프기 때문에 They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back 그들은 내가 뒤에 서는 것보다도 관에 눕길 원하지 And I ain't just layin a verse I'm sayin the facts 이건 그냥 노래가 아냐, 이건 사실이야 I came back with some sicka stones 난 좀더 멋진 보석과 함께 돌아왔지 That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone 가난뱅이 놈들은 닭다리뼈가 목에 걸린듯이 이것을 쳐다봐 Every chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone 내가 꼬시는 여자들, dick을 혼자 놔둘 순 없잖아 So I know It's one of them everytime I flip my phone 그래서 매번 하나하나씩에게 전화를 걸지 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] I see em on the block when I passes 지나치는 거리마다 그들을 보지 Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es 산소 마스크가 필요할 것 같은 모습들 I make it hard to BREATHE 좀더 숨쉬기 어렵게 만들어 But I keep the glocks in the stashes 하지만 난 언제나 총을 가지고 있어 Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us 경찰들은 우릴 가두고 모욕하고 And make it hard to BREATHE 더 숨쉬기 어렵게 하거든 They has to react 내 뒤의 불빛이 보이면 Like havin' a asthma attack 마치 천식이 오는 것처럼 When they see the plasma in back 빨리 사람들은 반응해야할걸 You dudes are wheezin' behind me 너네들은 내 뒤에서 시끄럽게 떠들어 My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90 내 플로우는 마치 Coupe 같아, 90마일로 달리지 That's the reason they signed me 그래서 사람들은 나와 계약을 맺었어 It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts 빠른 은유와 곳곳에 숨어있는 강한 충격 Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut 마치 배에 먹이는 강력한 한 방 같지 How I address the haters and under estimaters 나는 안티와 과소평가하는 이들에게 말을 걸고 And ride up on them like they escalators 에스컬레이터처럼 그들 위에 올라타 They shook up and hooked up to respirators 그들은 몸을 떨고 인공호흡기에 묶였어 On they last breath talking to investigators 마지막 숨결을 모아 조사관에게 얘기하고 I'm a breath of fresh air And a fresh pair 나는 신선한 공기와 신선한 옷이야 Face it boo and do it till your face get blue 인정해라, 그리고 얼굴이 새파랗게 될 때까지 해 And then BREATHE 그리고 숨을 쉬어 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] When the crew walk in it Pop a few corks in it 크루가 여기로 들어서면, 코르크 마개를 따 As quick as a tick in a New York minute 뉴욕의 1분이 째깍하는 것처럼 빠르게 Catch a breath, fore u catch a left 왼쪽으로 가기 전에 숨을 들이마셔 Even worse, catch a Tef Only way u catch a F 아니 아예 Tef를 잡아, 그래야 너는 F- To the A-B, its in the maybe Rollin with my baby A-B를 잡을 수 있어, '아마'라는 거지, 내 베이비와 함께 달리며 Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+ KayBee에서도 찾을 수 없는 장난감을 꽉 쥐어 I rhyme slick on ya 난 매끈한 라임을 들려줘 I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya 너에게 Heimlich을 뿌릴게 What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? 여자들이 널 핥게하는 방법을 넌 알고 있어? While you inhale the weed 마리화나를 빨아대면서 And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed 그들이 니 씨앗을 삼키기 전까지 멈추지 않아 And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe 그들에게 숨을 쉬라고 할 때까지 멈추지 않아 Like a doctor with a stethoscope 마치 청진기를 든 의사처럼 I don't see no fuckin hope 희망 따위는 보이지 않아 Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE 이 개자식들이 숨쉬지 않는다면 Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta 그래, Brooklyn은, Uptown도 the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Bronx도, Queens도 Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta Staten Isle도, 너네들도 You bitches gotta Everybody BREATHE 네년들도, 모두 다 숨을 쉬어야해 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. 그때 너는.. 그때 너는... BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 Oh* BREATHE BREATHE 오 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 |
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from Fabolous - Rolling Stone Original [single] (2004)
WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE!
WOO! WOO! WOO! 숨을 쉬어! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 Then you gotta (gasp) 그때 너는 [Hook I] Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Yo 이놈들은 내가 다가가면 숨도 못 쉬고, 휘파람도 못 불지 Some shoes, gotta be 20 man 몇몇 신발은, 20까지도 가 It's not even funny they can't BREATHE 이건 우스운 일이 아냐, 그들은 숨도 못 쉬잖아 The choke holds too tight 너무 꽉 목을 죄어 The left looks too right 왼쪽은 너무 오른쪽처럼 보여 You know what? You right 그거 알아? 니 말이 맞아 These bitches can't BREATHE 이년들은 숨을 못 쉬고 있어 (Hook II) Look look, they hearts racin' 봐봐, 그들의 심장은 빨리 뛰고 They start chasin' 날 쫓기 시작하지만 But I'm so fast when I blow past 내가 지나칠 땐 아주 빠르게 지나쳐서 That they can't BREATHE 그들은 숨도 못 쉬지 In the presence of the man 내 흔적이 남아있어 Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man 네 미래는 만약 그 사람과 함께라면 과거보다 더 나아질거야 You betta BREATHE 빨리 숨을 쉬어 You niggaz can't share my air 너네들은 내 운동화를 빌려쓸 수 없고 Or walk a mile in the pair I wear 내가 신는 신발을 신고 1마일을 걸을 수도 없어 And I'm gettin better year by year 난 매해 더 나아지고 있어 Like they say Juan do 마치 Juan처럼 Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through 경찰들은 경찰견을 데려와도 나를 찾아낼 수 없지 And I pace myself 난 다시 맘을 다져 I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth 저 돈에 굶주린 년들은 내 부귀를 맛보고 싶어하지만 But I keep em' on a diet 난 그들을 다이어트 시키고 Embrace they health 건강을 돌보거나 Or either keep em' on a quiet 그들의 입을 막고 And space myself 내 공간을 늘리지 And just take a deep breath 먼저 심호흡을 해 I got em' grabbin' they chest 지금 그들은 가슴을 쥐어뜯고 있어 Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best Fab이 최고의 실력을 발휘하고, 그들은 And they in they worst 최악이라는 걸 보기가 아프기 때문에 They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back 그들은 내가 뒤에 서는 것보다도 관에 눕길 원하지 And I ain't just layin a verse I'm sayin the facts 이건 그냥 노래가 아냐, 이건 사실이야 I came back with some sicka stones 난 좀더 멋진 보석과 함께 돌아왔지 That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone 가난뱅이 놈들은 닭다리뼈가 목에 걸린듯이 이것을 쳐다봐 Every chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone 내가 꼬시는 여자들, dick을 혼자 놔둘 순 없잖아 So I know It's one of them everytime I flip my phone 그래서 매번 하나하나씩에게 전화를 걸지 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] I see em on the block when I passes 지나치는 거리마다 그들을 보지 Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es 산소 마스크가 필요할 것 같은 모습들 I make it hard to BREATHE 좀더 숨쉬기 어렵게 만들어 But I keep the glocks in the stashes 하지만 난 언제나 총을 가지고 있어 Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us 경찰들은 우릴 가두고 모욕하고 And make it hard to BREATHE 더 숨쉬기 어렵게 하거든 They has to react 내 뒤의 불빛이 보이면 Like havin' a asthma attack 마치 천식이 오는 것처럼 When they see the plasma in back 빨리 사람들은 반응해야할걸 You dudes are wheezin' behind me 너네들은 내 뒤에서 시끄럽게 떠들어 My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90 내 플로우는 마치 Coupe 같아, 90마일로 달리지 That's the reason they signed me 그래서 사람들은 나와 계약을 맺었어 It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts 빠른 은유와 곳곳에 숨어있는 강한 충격 Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut 마치 배에 먹이는 강력한 한 방 같지 How I address the haters and under estimaters 나는 안티와 과소평가하는 이들에게 말을 걸고 And ride up on them like they escalators 에스컬레이터처럼 그들 위에 올라타 They shook up and hooked up to respirators 그들은 몸을 떨고 인공호흡기에 묶였어 On they last breath talking to investigators 마지막 숨결을 모아 조사관에게 얘기하고 I'm a breath of fresh air And a fresh pair 나는 신선한 공기와 신선한 옷이야 Face it boo and do it till your face get blue 인정해라, 그리고 얼굴이 새파랗게 될 때까지 해 And then BREATHE 그리고 숨을 쉬어 [BRIDGE] [HOOK I] [HOOK II] When the crew walk in it Pop a few corks in it 크루가 여기로 들어서면, 코르크 마개를 따 As quick as a tick in a New York minute 뉴욕의 1분이 째깍하는 것처럼 빠르게 Catch a breath, fore u catch a left 왼쪽으로 가기 전에 숨을 들이마셔 Even worse, catch a Tef Only way u catch a F 아니 아예 Tef를 잡아, 그래야 너는 F- To the A-B, its in the maybe Rollin with my baby A-B를 잡을 수 있어, '아마'라는 거지, 내 베이비와 함께 달리며 Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+ KayBee에서도 찾을 수 없는 장난감을 꽉 쥐어 I rhyme slick on ya 난 매끈한 라임을 들려줘 I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya 너에게 Heimlich을 뿌릴게 What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? 여자들이 널 핥게하는 방법을 넌 알고 있어? While you inhale the weed 마리화나를 빨아대면서 And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed 그들이 니 씨앗을 삼키기 전까지 멈추지 않아 And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe 그들에게 숨을 쉬라고 할 때까지 멈추지 않아 Like a doctor with a stethoscope 마치 청진기를 든 의사처럼 I don't see no fuckin hope 희망 따위는 보이지 않아 Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE 이 개자식들이 숨쉬지 않는다면 Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta 그래, Brooklyn은, Uptown도 the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Bronx도, Queens도 Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta Staten Isle도, 너네들도 You bitches gotta Everybody BREATHE 네년들도, 모두 다 숨을 쉬어야해 One and then the two Two and then the three 하나 그리고 둘, 둘 그리고 셋 Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE 셋 그리고 넷, 그때 너는 숨을 쉬어 Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. 그때 너는.. 그때 너는... BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE Oh* BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 오 숨을 쉬어 BREATHE BREATHE 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 Oh* BREATHE BREATHE 오 숨을 쉬어, 숨을 쉬어 |
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from Fabolous 4집 - From Nothin' To Somethin' (2007)
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2002)
Call Me"
Ha ha ha ha ha See ma, I think you took it I think you took it wrong like You got it misunderstood or something You got it confused I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma, we been thru that) Girl, that was a one night fling You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling You kept licking your tongue at me knowing how quick that this young’n be To pull out his dick from his dungarees Besides, we had enough liquor and jumatries That both of us woulda got sick or had lung disease I remember every gesture made (ooh) During the escapade (ooh) In the back of the Escalade (whoa) When it come to tricks, I have some up my sleeve (uh huh) But Shorty dived in head first and didn’t come up to breath (shit) I usually don’t get to rag um (uh) But it’s so real, I made the caddy chauffer hop out and get the magnums (uhhhh) We getting close the Park of Meridian (uh huh) She pulling her skirt down (uh huh) And tucking her titties in (uh huh) I’m walking this biddy in (uh huh) Caressing her pretty skin She say- “I love the video that you n PD in” (yeah right) I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, Ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) This girl hobby was to slow me down (uh) Got me walking wobbling thru the lobby lounge (ohh) In the pent house blasting Mob Deep and some Bobby Brown (uh huh) Do not disturb sign prolly woulda not be found (yeah) If theres one thing I’m giving her, it gotta be back shots (uh) She screaming like she just won the lottery jack pot (ahhh) (uh) At the same time she jerking and wiggling (uh huh) Smirking and giggling (ha ha ha) Cuz I’m like dirt when I’m digging in (uh) The way she working and fingering She must have be a gymnast Cuz the positions wasn’t hurting her ligaments Ma I know you got centerfold measurement features (uh huh) But after a night, it was a pleasure to meet ya (uh huh) Get ya under and outta where (uh) You aint gotta go home but you gotta get outta here So write your number on this paper (uh) I might wanna scrape ya (uh) Next year when I go on TOUR (uh) Still thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that) Now I aint seen Shorty since the spot last summer And she still calling and paging (what the fuck) I don’t even know how she got my numbers (damn) But I been hiding (uh huh) Cuz, this girl looking for the kid like Bush was searching for Bin Laden (damn) Before I didn’t care if she where I be (ut uh) But now I mean it be scaring me (uh huh) To get yearly therapy (uh huh) She said her heart broken; it caused her to start smoking (uhhh) And I was in deep thinking, making her keep drinking (uhhh) Since Hiedy started stalking me (uh huh) I hadda get body guards to walk with me (yeah) If you wanna get Fabolous, that’s on you, that’s on you (okay) Long as you know where they at on you (I said okay) I’m looking at her was and reactions (uh) Hoping that this don’t turn into a fatal attraction (ut uh) She screaming “fabolous give me one more chance; fabolous give me one more chance” I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma?) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I cant do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
Call Me"
Ha ha ha ha ha See ma, I think you took it I think you took it wrong like You got it misunderstood or something You got it confused I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma, we been thru that) Girl, that was a one night fling You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling You kept licking your tongue at me knowing how quick that this young’n be To pull out his dick from his dungarees Besides, we had enough liquor and jumatries That both of us woulda got sick or had lung disease I remember every gesture made (ooh) During the escapade (ooh) In the back of the Escalade (whoa) When it come to tricks, I have some up my sleeve (uh huh) But Shorty dived in head first and didn’t come up to breath (shit) I usually don’t get to rag um (uh) But it’s so real, I made the caddy chauffer hop out and get the magnums (uhhhh) We getting close the Park of Meridian (uh huh) She pulling her skirt down (uh huh) And tucking her titties in (uh huh) I’m walking this biddy in (uh huh) Caressing her pretty skin She say- “I love the video that you n PD in” (yeah right) I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, Ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) This girl hobby was to slow me down (uh) Got me walking wobbling thru the lobby lounge (ohh) In the pent house blasting Mob Deep and some Bobby Brown (uh huh) Do not disturb sign prolly woulda not be found (yeah) If theres one thing I’m giving her, it gotta be back shots (uh) She screaming like she just won the lottery jack pot (ahhh) (uh) At the same time she jerking and wiggling (uh huh) Smirking and giggling (ha ha ha) Cuz I’m like dirt when I’m digging in (uh) The way she working and fingering She must have be a gymnast Cuz the positions wasn’t hurting her ligaments Ma I know you got centerfold measurement features (uh huh) But after a night, it was a pleasure to meet ya (uh huh) Get ya under and outta where (uh) You aint gotta go home but you gotta get outta here So write your number on this paper (uh) I might wanna scrape ya (uh) Next year when I go on TOUR (uh) Still thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that) Now I aint seen Shorty since the spot last summer And she still calling and paging (what the fuck) I don’t even know how she got my numbers (damn) But I been hiding (uh huh) Cuz, this girl looking for the kid like Bush was searching for Bin Laden (damn) Before I didn’t care if she where I be (ut uh) But now I mean it be scaring me (uh huh) To get yearly therapy (uh huh) She said her heart broken; it caused her to start smoking (uhhh) And I was in deep thinking, making her keep drinking (uhhh) Since Hiedy started stalking me (uh huh) I hadda get body guards to walk with me (yeah) If you wanna get Fabolous, that’s on you, that’s on you (okay) Long as you know where they at on you (I said okay) I’m looking at her was and reactions (uh) Hoping that this don’t turn into a fatal attraction (ut uh) She screaming “fabolous give me one more chance; fabolous give me one more chance” I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma?) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I cant do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
Call Me"
Ha ha ha ha ha See ma, I think you took it I think you took it wrong like You got it misunderstood or something You got it confused I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma, we been thru that) Girl, that was a one night fling You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling You kept licking your tongue at me knowing how quick that this young’n be To pull out his dick from his dungarees Besides, we had enough liquor and jumatries That both of us woulda got sick or had lung disease I remember every gesture made (ooh) During the escapade (ooh) In the back of the Escalade (whoa) When it come to tricks, I have some up my sleeve (uh huh) But Shorty dived in head first and didn’t come up to breath (shit) I usually don’t get to rag um (uh) But it’s so real, I made the caddy chauffer hop out and get the magnums (uhhhh) We getting close the Park of Meridian (uh huh) She pulling her skirt down (uh huh) And tucking her titties in (uh huh) I’m walking this biddy in (uh huh) Caressing her pretty skin She say- “I love the video that you n PD in” (yeah right) I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, Ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) This girl hobby was to slow me down (uh) Got me walking wobbling thru the lobby lounge (ohh) In the pent house blasting Mob Deep and some Bobby Brown (uh huh) Do not disturb sign prolly woulda not be found (yeah) If theres one thing I’m giving her, it gotta be back shots (uh) She screaming like she just won the lottery jack pot (ahhh) (uh) At the same time she jerking and wiggling (uh huh) Smirking and giggling (ha ha ha) Cuz I’m like dirt when I’m digging in (uh) The way she working and fingering She must have be a gymnast Cuz the positions wasn’t hurting her ligaments Ma I know you got centerfold measurement features (uh huh) But after a night, it was a pleasure to meet ya (uh huh) Get ya under and outta where (uh) You aint gotta go home but you gotta get outta here So write your number on this paper (uh) I might wanna scrape ya (uh) Next year when I go on TOUR (uh) Still thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that) Now I aint seen Shorty since the spot last summer And she still calling and paging (what the fuck) I don’t even know how she got my numbers (damn) But I been hiding (uh huh) Cuz, this girl looking for the kid like Bush was searching for Bin Laden (damn) Before I didn’t care if she where I be (ut uh) But now I mean it be scaring me (uh huh) To get yearly therapy (uh huh) She said her heart broken; it caused her to start smoking (uhhh) And I was in deep thinking, making her keep drinking (uhhh) Since Hiedy started stalking me (uh huh) I hadda get body guards to walk with me (yeah) If you wanna get Fabolous, that’s on you, that’s on you (okay) Long as you know where they at on you (I said okay) I’m looking at her was and reactions (uh) Hoping that this don’t turn into a fatal attraction (ut uh) She screaming “fabolous give me one more chance; fabolous give me one more chance” I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma?) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I cant do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that) |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Chorus]
Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me [Fabolous] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a bitch with the same lines Quick to draw on a nigga with the same nines But at the same time we was on some diffrent shit Cuz you was with a bitch that I beg to differ wit I told you sniff a bit and you could get a whif of it But you kept a closed nose when it came to those hoes And Im your nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for ya Wasn't there to take the fault for ya, But if you hear me I dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick up By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side I used to help him chop a brick up, They found him in his pickup Pants down and dick up, Leanin with one in his head And one in his chest, One of the best at this husslin' shit But his downfall was that he put his trust in a bitch and it's fucked up [Chorus] [Fabolous] I remember selling three bricks of raw powder Turn my man into a star in 24 hours He didn't care spent the money in like 4 hours On a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it, when he come around Its likely that he blunted With a pretty lady in them Nikes that you wanted It's well know he kept it on his hip like a cell phone If you speak with him you can pick up on his jail tone He used to say he wasn't going back without blowing back And now I'm black I wouldn't put it past him The D's would Harass him, til he finally blacked out They told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out Shots fired 'til his trigger finger got tired All the newspapers said was 'Another Nigga Dead' And it's fucked up [Chorus] [Fabolous] You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 nice ass Great titties, face pretty everybody know that she date smitty A big time dealer thats doing a state biddin Who did more than his share of dirt in the world Enough to make a nigga think about hurtin' his girl So he used to tell his queen to stay to the castle Away from the hassle to the day that he pass through There's some enemies he might have who may wanna blast you She stayed for a few years, that's until a few pairs Convinced her to come and hang out around New Year's It's been awhile, you can see it in her smile And she ran into her man's Co-Defendant in the trial Who started going on about how he moving on About running with them same niggaz Smitty had warned about She slid off told her girl, she had to drop her kid off They found her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off And it's fucked up [Chorus - 2X] |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Chorus]
Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me [Fabolous] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a bitch with the same lines Quick to draw on a nigga with the same nines But at the same time we was on some diffrent shit Cuz you was with a bitch that I beg to differ wit I told you sniff a bit and you could get a whif of it But you kept a closed nose when it came to those hoes And Im your nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for ya Wasn't there to take the fault for ya, But if you hear me I dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick up By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side I used to help him chop a brick up, They found him in his pickup Pants down and dick up, Leanin with one in his head And one in his chest, One of the best at this husslin' shit But his downfall was that he put his trust in a bitch and it's fucked up [Chorus] [Fabolous] I remember selling three bricks of raw powder Turn my man into a star in 24 hours He didn't care spent the money in like 4 hours On a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it, when he come around Its likely that he blunted With a pretty lady in them Nikes that you wanted It's well know he kept it on his hip like a cell phone If you speak with him you can pick up on his jail tone He used to say he wasn't going back without blowing back And now I'm black I wouldn't put it past him The D's would Harass him, til he finally blacked out They told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out Shots fired 'til his trigger finger got tired All the newspapers said was 'Another Nigga Dead' And it's fucked up [Chorus] [Fabolous] You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 nice ass Great titties, face pretty everybody know that she date smitty A big time dealer thats doing a state biddin Who did more than his share of dirt in the world Enough to make a nigga think about hurtin' his girl So he used to tell his queen to stay to the castle Away from the hassle to the day that he pass through There's some enemies he might have who may wanna blast you She stayed for a few years, that's until a few pairs Convinced her to come and hang out around New Year's It's been awhile, you can see it in her smile And she ran into her man's Co-Defendant in the trial Who started going on about how he moving on About running with them same niggaz Smitty had warned about She slid off told her girl, she had to drop her kid off They found her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off And it's fucked up [Chorus - 2X] |
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from Fabolous - Ghetto Fabolous (2001)
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah) Got skills in the trunk with me (ok) Switchin lanes, do a buck with me (that's right) Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah) And you know I brought my gang with me (ok) Niggaz trip, I got my thang with me [Fabolous] Yo, if they want it, cowards get it They still wonder how I did it Now y'all wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it Huh, these bitches see how I kit it You can hear my coupe a block away Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre I keep spittin, them clips copped on those calicos Keep shittin, with ziplocks of that cali dro' Keep hittin, and shift blocks for that cali dough Keep gettin, my tip rocked by them cali hoes It's William Bonnie, stealin mamis Dance closely, even know they feel I'm limey I ain't tryin to send police to ya rest I'm tryin to put this, piece to ya chest and you in piece wit the rest You can release to the press - this how G's ride From the North to the South to the East to the West, let's go [Chorus] [Fabolous + (Nate Dogg)] Yo ma, I got you stuck off the realness The name's Fabolous, you heard I be In them trucks wit the wheels glissed In V.I.P, with buckets of chilled Cris' 'click, click', who the fuck wanna feel this I still got them blocks movin, and the system in my truck that can make it feel like the block's movin My 6-4's, wit the wheels and the shocks movin Them boys in blue with the shields and the glocks movin (You can't deny it) I'm the same ol' G The Guc' frames got the same gold G Duke can you frame O-3, cause if you see me on ya corner wit a 40 It ain't gonna be named Olde E I might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckers And if you duck cheese I'ma fuck her, duck these motherfucker Ghetto Fabolous, nigga I ride 'til I die Hollerin 1-8-7 when I ride through the Stuy, fool [Chorus] [Nate Dogg] It ain't really dat hard, to get fucked up Its really quite easy, just step up I'ma knock him so hard, on his butt Just like he been drinkin, like he drunk The fat bitch stood up, just stood up She bout to be steamin, turn it up You wont hear a thang, know you won't You too busy sleepin, won't wake up You can't deny it [Fabolous] The kid pull the four out a little quicker You might end up the reason, ya homies will have to pour out a little liquor Every stack that a draws out a little thicker I get brain, kick the whores out a little quicker You kids rap that's cool But the kid's wrapped in jewels, the kid clapped that tool Kidnap that fool, you don't wanna wake up gettin told that ya kids trapped at school When the time's right, I'ma put this nine right to the left side of ya head, push ya mind right It's still nothin but a G thang, I thought you knew And I'm bout to do the numbers that they thought you do Still don't know me, still jump in a Lex The chain so icey, I got chill bumps on my neck The NARCS heard, how the krills pump in the jet Still bumpin ya dex, still dumpin the tec, still [chorus] Yea That's right Yea, ok [chorus] |
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from Fabolous - Ghetto Fabolous (2001)
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah) Got skills in the trunk with me (ok) Switchin lanes, do a buck with me (that's right) Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah) And you know I brought my gang with me (ok) Niggaz trip, I got my thang with me [Fabolous] Yo, if they want it, cowards get it They still wonder how I did it Now y'all wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it Huh, these bitches see how I kit it You can hear my coupe a block away Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre I keep spittin, them clips copped on those calicos Keep shittin, with ziplocks of that cali dro' Keep hittin, and shift blocks for that cali dough Keep gettin, my tip rocked by them cali hoes It's William Bonnie, stealin mamis Dance closely, even know they feel I'm limey I ain't tryin to send police to ya rest I'm tryin to put this, piece to ya chest and you in piece wit the rest You can release to the press - this how G's ride From the North to the South to the East to the West, let's go [Chorus] [Fabolous + (Nate Dogg)] Yo ma, I got you stuck off the realness The name's Fabolous, you heard I be In them trucks wit the wheels glissed In V.I.P, with buckets of chilled Cris' 'click, click', who the fuck wanna feel this I still got them blocks movin, and the system in my truck that can make it feel like the block's movin My 6-4's, wit the wheels and the shocks movin Them boys in blue with the shields and the glocks movin (You can't deny it) I'm the same ol' G The Guc' frames got the same gold G Duke can you frame O-3, cause if you see me on ya corner wit a 40 It ain't gonna be named Olde E I might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckers And if you duck cheese I'ma fuck her, duck these motherfucker Ghetto Fabolous, nigga I ride 'til I die Hollerin 1-8-7 when I ride through the Stuy, fool [Chorus] [Nate Dogg] It ain't really dat hard, to get fucked up Its really quite easy, just step up I'ma knock him so hard, on his butt Just like he been drinkin, like he drunk The fat bitch stood up, just stood up She bout to be steamin, turn it up You wont hear a thang, know you won't You too busy sleepin, won't wake up You can't deny it [Fabolous] The kid pull the four out a little quicker You might end up the reason, ya homies will have to pour out a little liquor Every stack that a draws out a little thicker I get brain, kick the whores out a little quicker You kids rap that's cool But the kid's wrapped in jewels, the kid clapped that tool Kidnap that fool, you don't wanna wake up gettin told that ya kids trapped at school When the time's right, I'ma put this nine right to the left side of ya head, push ya mind right It's still nothin but a G thang, I thought you knew And I'm bout to do the numbers that they thought you do Still don't know me, still jump in a Lex The chain so icey, I got chill bumps on my neck The NARCS heard, how the krills pump in the jet Still bumpin ya dex, still dumpin the tec, still [chorus] Yea That's right Yea, ok [chorus] |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2002)
Baby girl
You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took 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 A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go You aint ever 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 gonna 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 aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go - |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
Baby girl
You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took 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 A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go You aint ever 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 gonna 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 aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go - |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
Baby girl
You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took 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 A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go You aint ever 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 gonna 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 aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go - |
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from Fabolous - Rolling Stone Original [single] (2004)
Baby girl
You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took 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 A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go You aint ever 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 gonna 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 aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go - |
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from Fabolous - This Is My Party [ep] (2002)
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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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Kanye West - Alter Ego Mixtape (2009)
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a second Man it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure under more scrutiny And what'd I do Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry More Louis V My mama couldn't get through to me The drama people suing me I'm on T V talking like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel man I ain't one of the Cosby's I ain't go to Hillman I guess the money should've changed them I guess I should've forgot where I came from La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me is you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let up the suicide doors This is my life homie you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who decide wars So I parallel double parked that mother fker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homie this is my day Class started two hours ago oh am I late No I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh they so sensitive Don't ever fix your lips like collagen Then say something where you gon end up apolog'in Let me know if it's a problem then A'ight man holla then La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me is you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash let that man get past You don't need to stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors he can drive off fumes Cause how he move in a room full of No's How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes Must be the pharoahs he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure what's you pleasure Life is a uh depending how you dress her So if the devil wear prada Adam Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher But way less effort cause when you try hard That's when you die hard Ya'll homies looking like Why God When they reminisce over you my God La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me is you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right |
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from Fabolous - More Street Dreams Pt.2/ The Mixtape (2003)
Baby girl
You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took 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 A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go You aint ever 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 gonna 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 aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo 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'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go - |
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from Fabolous - Can`t Let You Go [digital single] (2003) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from Usher - Caught Up [single] (2005)
I'm the kind of brotha
Who been doin' it my way Gettin' my bread for years In my career And every lover In and out my life I hear love and left the tears Without a care Until I met this girl who turned the tables around She caught me by surprise I never thought I'd be the one breaking down I cant figure it out why I'm so Caught up Got me feelin' it Caught up I don't know what it is But it seems shes got me twisted I'm so Caught up Got me feelin' it Caught up I'm losin' control This girls got a hold on me Let me go baby Now listen My momma told me Be careful who you do cuz karma comes back around Same ol' song But I was so sure That it wouldnt happen to me Cuz I know how to put it down But I was so wrong This girl was mean She really turned me out Her body was so tight I'm lookin' for her in the daytime with a flashlight My homies say this girl is crampin' my style And I can't figure it out but I'm so Caught up Got me feelin' it Caught up I don't know what it is But it seems shes got me twisted I'm so Caught up Got me feelin' it Caught up I'm losin' control This girls got a hold I'm so Caught up Really feelin' it Caught up I don't know what it is But it seems shes got me twisted I'm so Caught up Really feelin' it Caught up I'm losin' control This girls got a hold on me And I think I like it baby Oh nooo, oh no Ooh, yeaah, oh my This girl was mean She really turned me out Yeah, yeah, yeah, suga My homies say this girl is crampin' my style I'm so Caught up Caught up Don't know what it is But it seems shes got me twisted I'm so Caught up Really feelin' it Caught up I'm losin' control This girls got a hold I'm so Caught up Im so Caught up I don't know what it is But it seems shes got me twisted I'm Caught up Really feelin' it Caught up I'm losin' control This girls got a hold on me |
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from Fabolous 4집 - From Nothin' To Somethin' (2007)
We never change over here Street Fame Konvict If I'm your man then you're my man And we ain't gotta worry 'bout where we stand But you crossed the man you forced my hand And changin who I am ain't part of my plan Cause I will not change up change up no Said I will not change up change up no Now I don't know if I should hug him or slug him now And I don't know if I should cap him or dap him now But I know that it's feelin funny now Maybe it's cause I'm gettin this money now You see things ain't the same I said things ain't the same No things ain't the same And I know I ain't changed Yo I make the money but don't let it make me So even if I go broke nigga you couldn't break me Watch how long it take me to jump back on my feet quick is when the barrels jump back on the heat Y'all don't wanna see me jump back in the street So be happy that I rock them slumped back in the seats Being broke is a joke I never found it funny That's why I count my blessings as much as I count my money If I'm your man then you're my man And we ain't gotta worry 'bout where we stand But you crossed the man you forced my hand And changin who I am ain't part of my plan Cause I will not change up change up no Said I will not change up change up no Some niggaz change when they get change funny when they get money Switch when they get rich strayed when they got paid But I stresses you to holla Cause they never made bullet proof vestes out of dollars We never change this is us every day I call them boys up they gon' bust every 'K They ride high like them cust Chevrolets Like O Wax for Kaine lookin for his cousin killers I got a dozen peelers for niggaz who doesn't feel us I changed for a reason but homey it wasn't scrilla They can't say that nuttin changed but my clothes Oh I'm lyin I do change up my hoes I pitch game you should see the change up I throws And gotta get 'em a ring to get em to swing I'm a team player if I win then we won And they gon put us all in the Hall of Fame when we done If I'm your man then you're my man And we ain't gotta worry 'bout where we stand But you crossed the man you forced my hand And changin who I am ain't part of my plan Cause I will not change up change up no Said I will not change up change up no Now I don't know if I should hug him or slug him now And I don't know if I should cap him or dap him now But I know that it's feelin funny now Maybe it's cause I'm gettin this money now You see things ain't the same I said things ain't the same No things ain't the same And I know I ain't changed Money can't buy happiness but it's a damn good down payment I don't talk much feel like I'm around agents the game ain't what it used to be I'm the same but these lames ain't used to me Them other niggaz be full of theyselves Get money and disappear try to pull a Chappelle Well I ain't hidin I'm ridin I ain't duckin I'm buckin I ain't hangin I'm bangin I ain't willin I've done it If I'm your man then you're my man And we ain't gotta worry 'bout where we stand But you crossed the man you forced my hand And changin who I am ain't part of my plan Cause I will not change up change up no Said I will not change up change up no Now I don't know if I should hug him or slug him now And I don't know if I should cap him or dap him now But I know that it's feelin funny now Maybe it's cause I'm gettin this money now You see things ain't the same I said things ain't the same No things ain't the same And I know I ain't changed |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2002)
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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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
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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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
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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from Fabolous - This Is My Party [ep] (2002)
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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from Fabolous - More Street Dreams Pt.2/ The Mixtape (2003) | |||||
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Reverend preaching]
Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters we're gathered here today to listen to a young man that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous [Fab:] Preach, Brother preach [Rev.:] Fabolous [Fab:] Preach Brother preach [Rev.:] Preach to 'em Brother, Church [Fab:] Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh [Verse 1] Yo, I preach through my raps God is watchin me I still reach to my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my Sunday School These bitches get a one day rule You gotta fuck be Monday, cool? Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun play pool If not you gotta walk like a runway fool Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin your prayers maybe one day you'll.. ..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes They should make scriptures wit my flows I'm the young Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your hoes So if I throw a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya Church [Reverend preaching] Now in this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star pimps... Pimps that (?) Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range through and nod It's like I was put here to put layers in the air Put squares in my ear, put squares in the chair Put pairs in the rear I even put 20 inch footwear in my spare Lord knows I gotta stay on them spinners Dis verse is like grace that you say on your dinners Girls come wit me knowin that they gonna be sinners But, I'ma sense of relief And I ain't never been a trick kinda like its against my belief If she got it from me then I'm convinced she a theif But they say God giveth and He taketh away And I can do the same thing when I shake with the 'K If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay, Goddamit At the club I get right in So if heaven got a ghetto I should fit right in God loves me [Reverend preaching] Now just what kind of ho are you? Are you a tough ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho? A rich ho, or a broke ass ho? [Verse 3] Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it New York City of God I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a organ donor And a day or two, you'll be a morgue aroma While I go city to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to forgive me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin my shoes up I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the Germans You prolly got the man you love wit you But wouldn't you rather have the Man above wit you? Can I get an Amen [Reverend talking] Now some of ya'll are pimps, And some of ya'll are hoes But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. don't think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They hate what you got They put a black eye on on the game whenever they play They piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they think you did it They hate change (They hate change) And they hate progress They hate me and they hate you They hate they own momma Cuz they think its her fault that they ain't got shit But I'm here to tell ya today That if you a hater Then you are the outter take or your own business (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection plate So I'ma go up on the corner And buy me a fish sandwich Y'all hold it down, I'll be right back Tha Reverend Charlie Brown And don't you ever forget Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous Bitch ass motherfuckers [fades out] |
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from Fabolous - Real Talk (2004)
[Reverend preaching]
Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters we're gathered here today to listen to a young man that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous [Fab:] Preach, Brother preach [Rev.:] Fabolous [Fab:] Preach Brother preach [Rev.:] Preach to 'em Brother, Church [Fab:] Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh [Verse 1] Yo, I preach through my raps God is watchin me I still reach to my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my Sunday School These bitches get a one day rule You gotta fuck be Monday, cool? Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun play pool If not you gotta walk like a runway fool Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin your prayers maybe one day you'll.. ..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes They should make scriptures wit my flows I'm the young Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your hoes So if I throw a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya Church [Reverend preaching] Now in this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star pimps... Pimps that (?) Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range through and nod It's like I was put here to put layers in the air Put squares in my ear, put squares in the chair Put pairs in the rear I even put 20 inch footwear in my spare Lord knows I gotta stay on them spinners Dis verse is like grace that you say on your dinners Girls come wit me knowin that they gonna be sinners But, I'ma sense of relief And I ain't never been a trick kinda like its against my belief If she got it from me then I'm convinced she a theif But they say God giveth and He taketh away And I can do the same thing when I shake with the 'K If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay, Goddamit At the club I get right in So if heaven got a ghetto I should fit right in God loves me [Reverend preaching] Now just what kind of ho are you? Are you a tough ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho? A rich ho, or a broke ass ho? [Verse 3] Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it New York City of God I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a organ donor And a day or two, you'll be a morgue aroma While I go city to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to forgive me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin my shoes up I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the Germans You prolly got the man you love wit you But wouldn't you rather have the Man above wit you? Can I get an Amen [Reverend talking] Now some of ya'll are pimps, And some of ya'll are hoes But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. don't think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They hate what you got They put a black eye on on the game whenever they play They piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they think you did it They hate change (They hate change) And they hate progress They hate me and they hate you They hate they own momma Cuz they think its her fault that they ain't got shit But I'm here to tell ya today That if you a hater Then you are the outter take or your own business (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection plate So I'ma go up on the corner And buy me a fish sandwich Y'all hold it down, I'll be right back Tha Reverend Charlie Brown And don't you ever forget Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous Bitch ass motherfuckers [fades out] |
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from Fabolous - Ghetto Fabolous (2001)
[D.J Clue + Fabolous]
D.J Clue, Desert Storm You know how we do things (uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) whachu bout to witness [Fab] F A B O L O U S [Clue](O L O U S!) [Clue]Come on, my man Fabolous (uh, yea, uh) the album, Ghetto Fabolous (come on, uh, yo) Come on man!! [Fabolous] My gun go click and spark Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and Park Son those slick remarks, gon' get you Bla-bla da da,bla-bla da da da da (blaow!) Y'all walk through my p's in karats Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots Ya team wanna beef, thats when I screw the muzzle on the tip And strap the beam underneath When I ride through, ya dont see no lid I put snipers on the roof like Nino did All it takes is some c-note slid To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid I dont scream it in a rough tone I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help Puff Combs Every hustler on this planet ask Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga uh, yea F A B, O L O U S yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh [Verse 2] These niggaz gots to be punched Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta for lunch If I let this diablo door raid I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like Diallos doorway See I know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay We waitin on boats, these guys go Broadway Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya Benz See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin No you can't take the coupe wit dishes Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the troop suspicious Please, I get my dollar from the hersey I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin' Who else can it be spellin it at them You have them tappin they friend like "I'm tellin you that's him", stupid |
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from Fabolous - Ghetto Fabolous (2001)
[D.J Clue + Fabolous]
D.J Clue, Desert Storm You know how we do things (uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) whachu bout to witness [Fab] F A B O L O U S [Clue](O L O U S!) [Clue]Come on, my man Fabolous (uh, yea, uh) the album, Ghetto Fabolous (come on, uh, yo) Come on man!! [Fabolous] My gun go click and spark Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and Park Son those slick remarks, gon' get you Bla-bla da da,bla-bla da da da da (blaow!) Y'all walk through my p's in karats Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots Ya team wanna beef, thats when I screw the muzzle on the tip And strap the beam underneath When I ride through, ya dont see no lid I put snipers on the roof like Nino did All it takes is some c-note slid To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid I dont scream it in a rough tone I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help Puff Combs Every hustler on this planet ask Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga uh, yea F A B, O L O U S yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh [Verse 2] These niggaz gots to be punched Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta for lunch If I let this diablo door raid I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like Diallos doorway See I know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay We waitin on boats, these guys go Broadway Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya Benz See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin No you can't take the coupe wit dishes Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the troop suspicious Please, I get my dollar from the hersey I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin' Who else can it be spellin it at them You have them tappin they friend like "I'm tellin you that's him", stupid |
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from Young Jeezy - All Platinum (2011) | |||||
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from Mary J. Blige - Good Morning Gorgeous (2022) | |||||
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from Clipse - Lord Willin' (2002)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Verse 1 - Malice) Say dog, let's not get involved You don't wanna tango, I'll dress you in a halo Cock the gauge, polka dot ya braids Face you in a chrome fo', that'll lock ya legs And you can't move, I roll big and I can't lose They watch so hard ain't nothin' I do, that ain't news Carry it like I'm a stranger to the game I cut short any whisper that, en-danger my name I'ma toast on both coast, not for a joke I'm known in the streets on the account, I know coke And we got word in the street that the cops watch us But that don't stop us, we maneuvering move a little mo' cautious I hate to think that the dope game is my callin' Cause it got us singing lullaby's, to our fallin' Tonight friend, until we meet again But for now and ya name, we re-up and eat again, uh I never front, like I'm something I'm not Well being broke well that's just, somethin' I'm not Y'all talk wit hatred, but I live off that And I lived off cocaine, way 'fore I lived off rap Feel me friend, if they could, they'd kill me friend (Yeah) Cause I weigh too much, learned not to say too much They couldn't take me in the CL, that's way too much And I'm too gone, y'all niggas can talk on (Verse 3 - Fabolous) They call me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please I put the pump in ya mouth, and help you breath with ease This guys in a hurry Ma I can't even fuck with you, If you ain't in the itinerary I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry Why's ya ice cream, like it's made by Ben & Jerry Y'all the type of players, that be gettin' 2-day contracts E-mail snitch, got these in ya 2-way contacts I'm in the club sippin' on that new Zecongac In the number 9 Jordan's, with the duce, trey, arm back The street family so cool, we could pull bitches Even if it was July, and we had on wool britches I got them teflon's, that shovel the fo' That have under covers and po', with cover and slow The government know, the kid been lovin' the dough Since I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin' snow, ghetto (Verse 3 - Pusha T) Ghetto streets so numb they call me Novocain I turn over caine, over and over again Hell, so much cliental, I could lose it all today Be back the next day, still up in the same way As I left ya, all in three gestures, down up and aim I can define death, better than Webster, wet ya Now bless ya, and off to my next venture Blocks so white, June look like December Winter time, snow everywhere, flow everywhere So much dough, I fly my hoes everywhere Ask him, Pusha T, push a ton Push a ton of that shit, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*) Yes I'm holdin', whether it's heat or coke in In the door panel of my four-wheel motion Ain't jokin', but I laugh how other flows convince you It's money, it's funny, it's Comedy Central Minds mental, others is made up stinsel When I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a rental I'm livin', they act as if I don't live it Saran wrap vaseline, so they can't sniff it Yves Saint Laurent knitted, shorts bermuda You would think they was poochie, if you over looked Medusa Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Skit at end of the song begins) |
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from Ne-Yo - Libra Scale (2010)
We're a hurricane So destructive in the way that we do A little bit insane But she loves it just the same And me too They say love and insanity Are somewhat related The way that they make us act But baby girl the love between you and me Is truly the greatest Though sometimes we hate it They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love I'm intelligent I'm not stupid Not at all But my common sense When it comes to you it falls Then I do something dumb They say love and insanity Are somewhat related The way that they make us act But baby girl the love between you and me Is truly the greatest Though sometimes we hate it They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love I walk into where you was at then my phone calls get a who is that I told her that i worry that we won't last She told me you need to worry when i don't ask See that's the crazy love i be talking bout Gary Coleman face girl what you talking bout Make me wanna kick you and that yorkie out Then i see that fat ass when you walking out How I'm gonna tell my baby bye bye Outfit look crazy on her you my lady gaga But you wanna start at first and get the last word You wanna lock me down and get the password Damn i wanna spray don't use juice So in the bedroom i got a few screws loose The head's coo coo back shots psycho They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003) | |||||
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2002)
uh, it's the d-d-d-d d-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea
[chorus (Woman Sings)] Damn-it's the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like Damn-it's the wife beater wish you were in the droptop cruisin hoes like Damn-I can't blame em' if he wasn't mine shit i would try and claim him,cuz he's so fly and i'm so fly and you'll fool yaself if you try to deny him [Fabolous] I'm nothin like them other brothers I got no choice but to slut her cuz im in a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta mami you'll be in saint tropez ridin jet skis and mopeds powderin like dope heads paparazzi snappin pictures they must thin you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!) (ha-ha) lets roast some spinach find a club and just post up in it what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get to the westcoast in minutes (ha-ha) I'm smoother than white vanilla fudge with white vanilla studs cuz if they witnessed how im killin em out here these just might go tell the judge (i rest my case) [chorus repeat] [Fabolous] you could be prancin thru ghettos in a pair of fendi's or pants and stillettos all you gotta do is swallow some kids like that witch did in Hansel and Gretel whos as hansome as ghetto this mans earings look transparent and my mtchell and s throwbacks be so old they could be somebodys grandparents I want the type of money athletes consume I have to assume I'm no fool,but im so cool,when i walk in feels like theres a draft in the room (oooh) I'm so sick i drive em reverse fast call me a nurse fast shorty just lay back in the made back it'll make you feel like you sittin in first class (Relax) [chorus repeat] [Fabolous] They ask for it so i put TV's in the headrest and the dashboard and you gotta catch it on tape cuz when the truck stops rims still look like they on fast forward i'm sippin liquor the color of smurf's skin as long as the earth spins and you'll get sea sick,cuz my waves be thick enough for them cali dudes to surf in (cowabunga) ya low ridin denims look like midgets is hidin in em they say I like it from the front I like it from the front but oly when the kid is slidin in em the biggest dikes be switchin for dudes with figures like me and um im not braggin, but just imagine that you could even fuck with a nigga like me (BIATCH!!!) [chorus repeat] |
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from Fabolous - Street Dreams (2003)
uh, it's the d-d-d-d d-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea
[chorus (Woman Sings)] Damn-it's the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like Damn-it's the wife beater wish you were in the droptop cruisin hoes like Damn-I can't blame em' if he wasn't mine shit i would try and claim him,cuz he's so fly and i'm so fly and you'll fool yaself if you try to deny him [Fabolous] I'm nothin like them other brothers I got no choice but to slut her cuz im in a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta mami you'll be in saint tropez ridin jet skis and mopeds powderin like dope heads paparazzi snappin pictures they must thin you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!) (ha-ha) lets roast some spinach find a club and just post up in it what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get to the westcoast in minutes (ha-ha) I'm smoother than white vanilla fudge with white vanilla studs cuz if they witnessed how im killin em out here these just might go tell the judge (i rest my case) [chorus repeat] [Fabolous] you could be prancin thru ghettos in a pair of fendi's or pants and stillettos all you gotta do is swallow some kids like that witch did in Hansel and Gretel whos as hansome as ghetto this mans earings look transparent and my mtchell and s throwbacks be so old they could be somebodys grandparents I want the type of money athletes consume I have to assume I'm no fool,but im so cool,when i walk in feels like theres a draft in the room (oooh) I'm so sick i drive em reverse fast call me a nurse fast shorty just lay back in the made back it'll make you feel like you sittin in first class (Relax) [chorus repeat] [Fabolous] They ask for it so i put TV's in the headrest and the dashboard and you gotta catch it on tape cuz when the truck stops rims still look like they on fast forward i'm sippin liquor the color of smurf's skin as long as the earth spins and you'll get sea sick,cuz my waves be thick enough for them cali dudes to surf in (cowabunga) ya low ridin denims look like midgets is hidin in em they say I like it from the front I like it from the front but oly when the kid is slidin in em the biggest dikes be switchin for dudes with figures like me and um im not braggin, but just imagine that you could even fuck with a nigga like me (BIATCH!!!) [chorus repeat] |
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from Chris Brown - Deuces Remix [ep] (2010) | |||||
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from Chris Brown - Deuces Remix [ep] (2010) | |||||
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from Fabolous 4집 - From Nothin' To Somethin' (2007)
Diamonds on my damn chain It ain't hard to tell Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain I'm like ooh daddy I see you with that damn thang Not my fault I'm feelin' ya campaign I like you but I really like your damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain It kinda explains the way she be actin' She liked my necklace so she started relaxin' Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Yo you think you like me now wait until the light hit me I bet they house somebody girl spend the night with me They got a love it if not then I guess they haters This kinda necklace turn on the investigators They ain't got one problem with this Square facewatch lookin Sponge Bob on the wrist One white one gold one nice untold You can look but don't touch Guns might unload now I respect them thugs who get they jackin' on But we squeeze set every slug that we be packin's long Ya boy got the drug money we be stackin on Lotta carrots not the one's Bugs Bunny snackin' on Got em get em close and lookin' like I scooped up the Titanic chain from the bottom of the ocean I play them diamonds well when I got dat jewelery on And she called me Karat Jeter maybe Canary Bonds Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain I'm like ooh daddy I see you with that damn thang Not my fault I'm feelin' ya campaign I like you but I really like your damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain It kinda explains the way she be actin' She liked my necklace so she started relaxin' Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Damn what happened He's blindin' everybody Hey it must be Jeezy out shinin' everybody yup ready for the show you can call me the light man diamonds on my damn chain you can call me the bright man see I don't do brightless I do AP's yea I spend G's on all these VV's blowin' on chief yeah I got it from Harlem 12 carrot pinky ring shit I got it from Robert step it up a notch iced out ski mask places in the projects to hide my weed stash Dominican chick shit I got her from Fab yellow stones in my chain so I call it the cab Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain I'm like ooh daddy I see you with that damn thang Not my fault I'm feelin' ya campaign I like you but I really like your damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain It kinda explains the way she be actin' She liked my necklace so she started relaxin' Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Yo maybe it's them VV's cuz' they sets Susters' Sit on the next bus like that show on MTV The waves on the chain make a nigga fly like the wings on a plane When you sittin in between 'em Even when you clean em' Glitenin' when you see 'em Beemin' through the tints when I'm sittin in the Phenom Oops I mean Phantom my words got tangled man But this tiger striped watch'll make ya bitch a Bengals fan We all know Jacob check the shit he did He spent more time Making The Band' than Diddy did You feel my campaign then drop your old spouse I'm out in DC at the 'White and Gold House Wanna convince me love Secret Service meet with some of that Lewinsky love She saw the chain baby brain no strain ever since Now that's what the fuck I call a good Chain of Events' Nigga Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain I'm like ooh daddy I see you with that damn thang Not my fault I'm feelin' ya campaign I like you but I really like your damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain Diamonds in my damn chain It kinda explains the way she be actin' She liked my necklace so she started relaxin' Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Diamonds on my damn chain It ain't hard to tell |
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) | |||||
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from French Montana - They Got Amnesia (2021) | |||||
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from DJ Clue, Fabolous - Friday Night Freestyles (Mixtape) (2016) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North and South Collide Part 2 [single] (2007) | |||||
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from Fabolous, Young Jeezy - When The North And South Collide Part 2 (2007) |