Lyrics Fabolous - One Day

Lyrics Fabolous - One Day

It's easy to look at my life and don't see no pain
I remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaine
Standing in the lobby during sleet, snow, rain
Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef lomain

Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained
But ain't a Saturday I wasn't up to see Soul Train
Sometimes I ain't see no gain
'Cause I was runnin to Ralphies everytime my trees showed stains

I was lucky I ain't seized or maim
Get shot or stuck up standin at them see-Lo games
But now shit with these skios changed
I ain't know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange

Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chain
Be saying "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no brain
Ya'll surprised F-A-be -O's sane
In my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanes
I'm still here

[Chorus]
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'll happen"
Who knew I'd have what it takes,
To be famous and one day I'd be rappin - no
My papa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared?
'Cause one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this game,
But who would of believed that one day I'd be trapped in - no

I just want some peace of mind
Nigga's will risk havin cuffs on their wrists for this masterpiece on mine
Know that I'm a squeeze until the top of my piece recline
I can't see myself in back of a Caprice confined

But on a small island, too far for police to find
With girls who look 'Rican and Guyanese combined
I gotta make sure my niece is fine
She get every doll for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time

Some be like "At least you signed"
But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct lines
All ya'll can see if every piece be dime
And I be gettin Nikes before they even get released sometime

Youngsters, don't let these videos geese your mind
It ain't cool to end up deceased for shine
And if you can't get the whole pot, just take a piece and grind
Hold your head, your stress will cease in time

[Chorus]

Sometimes I wish I could go way back when
I could walk through and ain't nobody know Jay Jackson
Everything was OK back then
Now everybody playin a cool role and I know they actin

I gotta go back through my ol' way packin
These wolves know my jewels is filled with O shade Jacksons
I don't care as long as my dough stay stackin
But these niggas with me be eager to show they Mack 10s

And I'm the one the PO's stay trackin
Plus I got all these ducks around the ol' way quackin
These hoes may crack grins
But I swear to God I won't never take O.J's actions

If I would've let this flow stay packed in
I'd probably be with Nick and 'Rome, spending my whole day shacked in
For now I just roll on those eight Jacksons till Clue and Duro brings those
Gray plaques in
Yeah

[Chorus]

One day it'll happen
That One day I'd be rappin
No
One day it could happen
One day I'd be trapped in
No

Lyrics Fabolous - Stay

Lyrics Fabolous - Stay

[Chorus]
I've got some things to say, oh
Please don't go, oh
So don't you turn away, oh
Please don't go, oh
I need you here to stay, I
Miss you so

My daddy left me, and he ain't even die
So when he did go, I ain't even cry
I had reason, but that ain't even why
How could he have failed if he ain't even try
I ask no questions, I ain't even pry
Truthfully I wanted to I can't even lie
Like a canceled flight, that ain't even fly
To just walk away, like you ain't even my
Like, like, like I ain't even your
I cant even say it, I ain't even sure
He shoulda gave me everything and left me even more
But he left me without saying what he was leavin' for
And that's when I became a man
And that's the day he stopped bein' one
This year I became a father
And I'm a die bein' one, whats up son

[Chorus]

I have nightmares of me not bein' round
He took his first steps and daddy couldn't be in town
Daddy's entertaining everybody
But missed out when it came to trainin' for the potty
I give a fuck about hip-hops new beef
I was more excited when my son grew teeth
So I same the problem
Of the famous stardom
Just like Em and Haily
Just like Game and Harlem
Weezy's at the awards with Miss. Carter
Nah not his date, i'm talkin' bout his daughter
Now that's stuntin' like your daddy
Cause its crazy when you wanna be nothin' like your daddy
And if you never been a man
That's the day you start bein' one
This year I became a father
And I'm a die bein' one, whats up son

[Chorus]

So hear the truth remain to let me go
I wont hold that against you, I moved on
Just look what I become since you been gone
Now don't you turn away, oh, please don't go
Here's what I got to say, oh
Please don't go
oh why'd you go away, oh
Please don't go
I needed you here to stay, oh
Please don't go
I cant believe this day, oh
Please don't go

[Chorus]

Why did you leave me?
Tell me why you don't care
Daddy tell me why did you leave me
Why you don't care?
Tell me why did you leave me
Daddy tell me why you weren't there
Why did you leave me?

Lyrics Fabolous - Gotta Be Thug

Lyrics Fabolous - Gotta Be Thug

Come on

Yo, Fabolous strive for digits, even connive to get it
Niggas can't tell me nothin' dun, the 5 is kitted
For Dead Presidents any cat alive can get it
I walk around covered in ice like I survived a blizzard

Got enough chips to bribe you wit' it
Pay off security at clubs, get my guns and knives admitted
I'm the type that gets tried and acquitted
If my vibes ain't wit' it I pull the four five and spit it

Then niggas run to the precinct and describe who did it
Come home and find the necks on their wives are slitted
I got niggas on my side committed
To leave you and the driver splitted
With your brain inside your fitted

Fabolous, the only way to I.D. him is in a five BM
Puffin' sticky green 'till my eyes be slim
Operate with more chips than IBM
Fuck with me, you make the news at five PM

If ya'll see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If ya'll see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug

No info, I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin', it gotta be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug

Niggas don't wanna play around, they see how calm I do things
Swarm in a blue range, armed with two flames
Flex play my joints, drop bombs like Hussein
Catch a cataracts, glance at the charm and new chain

I got coke in every part of Brooknam that you name
Niggas want it, when you wave firearms their views change
End up havin' to move they moms to Ukraine
Get ADT alarms and new names

What's come in the club, under each arm is two dames
Buyin' bottles of Dom with his loose change
Niggas hate me now 'cause I catch the eyes of dimes
Flooded the hood with Tre's the size of dimes

Ride through windows low, rims pokin' off the wheels
I'm in the game tryin' to get broken off with Mils
Shove the gun in your mouth, have you chokin' off the steel
Niggas love the band, but the bitches open off the grill

If ya'll see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If ya'll see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug

No info, if I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin', it gotta be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug

I'm ready to address the haters and underestimaters
Hop in the truck, ride up on ya'll like escalators
Hit ya chest up, leave you hooked to respirators
Bed ridden talkin' to investigators

Now these ladies will do anything just to date us
'Cause we skate around on ice like escapaders
Dressed in Gators, in peace I'm restin' haters
When police come for me, fly West to Vegas

Ridin' or dyin', niggas know I'm ridin' with iron
Smoke compartment in the dash that I'm hidin' the lye in
My pockets is fat, ya'll accounts is on slim fast
I'm twenty, with twenty's on a M-Class

Just gimmie head it won't sweat your hairdo out
We ain't tryin' to hear you out we tryin' to air you out
Make ya'll run to the stores and clear Clue out
'Bout to put cameras in the truck, take the rearviews out
What nigga

If ya'll see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If ya'll see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug

No info, I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin', it gotta be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug

Lyrics Fabolous - My Time

Lyrics Fabolous - My Time

Yea

Go hard today
The past is the past you know
Can't worry the past cause that yesterday
It's a new day bro
I'm a put it on the line cause it's my time
My day gotta do it now
Hey hey hey hey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it's my time (hey)
My time (hey) my time (hey)
If your with me let me hear you say common
Ma ma ma ma (dah dah dah dah dah)
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma ma ma (dah dah dah dah dah)
It's my time

Guess what time it is my my my time
You can check your I phone better say it's I-time
I don't even need a watch I don't even see a clock
Soon as a I walk in it feel like me o'clock
Give me a clock every time I check
Singers don't measure up and try and blame the Pyrex
Damn I'ma do it bigger than a 5-ex
Can't ride with an L so I don't drive Lex
Games so bickery so full of trickery
Nursery rhyming hickory dickory
Blowing that side the hood call it pickory
Biggie puffy busta victory

[Chorus]
Go hard today
Can't worry the past cause that yesterday
I'm a put it on the line cause it's my time
Hey hey hey hey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it's my time (hey)
My time (hey) my time (hey)
If your with me let me hear you say (c'mon)
Ma ma ma ma (dah dah dah dah dah)
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma ma ma (dah dah dah dah dah)
It's my time

My time is more like fly time
Don't call to gettin' dressed call it in a sky time
If you ain't a pilot you probably couldn't style it
Unless you was a stewardess you wonder what to do with this
First I take the time out then I put the time in
Money ain't everything it's more about the timing
So I got the water mark flawless diamonds
In other words that's called perfect timing
I feel like a favor I feel like a savor
They clockin' my neck I feel like I'm flavor
I go so hard
Damn, street fi di di di damn

[Chorus]

O-Nine all mine, it's been a few years
Now its me, bout time
You know I've got committed with it since I've been up in the zone
Sign the dotted line
Now is on
So y'all better check your wrist piece, why?
Cause its time to make history, yeah
Just hop up here in this hit streak
Howda howda howda hell you gonna evict me?
You know I'm here stay never cocky now
With bottles we poppin' now
No telling where we stopping now
And I represent the chick a-g-o
On the track with F-A-B-O
You know we

[Chorus]

Lyrics Fabolous - My Life

Lyrics Fabolous - My Life

[Mary J. Blige]
All my love is all I have
All my life I look for you

[Fabolous]
I'm just Fab, I see how Mary be now
But I can barely be found
And I rarely be round
But when I do, the jury be drowned
And you can see how clear the Pile Vase, and the Canaries be now
The top on the 5 series be down
And I'm chillin' where them little houses on the prairie be now
Although there was a time I would barely see fowls
But I'm gettin' a multi-million dollar yearly fee now
Girls, don't even know me, want to marry me now
Dudes, I thought was homies, want to bury me now
That's why I keep a bulletproof vest, no matter where we be now
And I carry three pounds, and nearly three rounds
I take whatever the verdict from the jury be now
Rather than friends, it's pallbearers that carry me round
Everybody staring unnecessarily now
But there's no tints on my lights, so you can clearly see now

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
All my love is all I have
And my dreams are very special
All my life I looked for you
And today your dream come true
You need me and I need you
Lovin' us is very special
Lovin' life and life and livin'
Your very special

[Fabolous]
Y'all can never be built like me, even if Y'all look at my blueprint
But since Y'all watches look like its movement
I'll show you how video games look on the new Sprint
Flip out digital screens, look in the new Bent
100 and flat screens, look in the new Pint
Even our Air Forces lookin' to new tints
I stay away from anythin' that look like a nuisance
But y'all gotta peep this rookie's improvement
I tip it with you and
Cause most dudes was doin' verses for a few dollars and a hook for a few cents
All I do is try to teach and look to influence
But it look like the students are playin' hooky, and truin'
And some say that we lookin' like new gents
But money talks, and it don't look like Y'all fluent
And Y'all done seen how this young'n look in the new pints
But it's my life and you can't look in the new tints

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
Uh, If I could say so myself, I came a long way
Even though I feel like the same old John J.
Nothin' change, when I aim, I'm gonna spray
When I eat, I order the same old entree
When I ride, I let the same old songs play
And when I work, I do the same old long days
From bein' Fab, to looked at by dames the wrong way
They know where we came, from the name they call me
I already know what these lames is gonna say
And I already seen what games they gonna play
Fuck with family, don't say the name the wrong way
And when you die, Y'all crackers gonna blame it on strays

[Mary J. Blige]
Cause love is life, and life is livin'
Your very special
[harmonizing]

[Chorus]

Me and Fab are very special
Me and Fab are very special

Lyrics Fabolous - Family Affair Freestyle

Lyrics Fabolous - Family Affair Freestyle

[Fabolous:]
Uh yeah
Uh yeah yo
Yo yo

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I'm on the streets like a gangstas supposed to
Two way and cell on my hip I throw my heats on my ankle roaster
Ride, low on my seat blowin' Dinkin Roasters
When I'm blowin' my heaters point blank and closer
Face show on the streets and it ain't from posters
Sells get low on my heat I got anxious soldiers
Talkin' like you bullet proof
We'll find where you move
Put slugs in ya back to close to ya spine to remove
I'm waitin' for the first one to front
So I can put they family and friends in a limo and the hearse in the front
As much as I take on the first of the month
I wouldn't give a fuck about a 5 Mics or a Verse Of The Month
I see ya with the jake too often
I'll leave you in Miami with a hole in ya head gettin' mistaked for dolphins
Ice, Jacob can custom make ya coffin
Its Ghetto F-A-B-O-L-O-
You-S- hello

[Talking:]
He's a monster
This is the Godzilla of rap
He's a monster

Lyrics Fabolous - Make U Mine

Lyrics Fabolous - Make U Mine

[Fabolous]
Yeah..Uhh..
I know I make you want to leave the one you with,
But I ain't Usher Raymond,
I'm the kid that they rush to blamin', for the crush they claimin',
Who can make em' blush the same when I ask,

"What's my name" and they yell,
F-A-be -Ohh
You shouldn't have even brought her my direction,
Unless she was handcuffed with an order of protection, Yeah.
I'm talkin wreckless now,
'Cause I'm the reason that your girlfriends are your ex's now..nigga

[Mike Shorey]
I'm the fella that keep em yellin, and its nuttin to get em,
I don't sweat em', its what I tell em',
And they quickly forget em',
And I bet em' I get them to forget the day that they met em'

And I let em', cause I can spend em'
And its more then the denim,
But I've been
Born to move, while you dudes be sleeping,

The coupe on 22's keep the Shorey sneaking,
And she won't tell the truth, she too used to creepin
The mic is in the booth, it's the truth I'm speaking

[Fabolous]
Any girl I gave it to..
can't even go love another man,
I give it to em' like no other brother can,
She say my man can barely move me,

Before you made me scream, like a scary movie,
On top of that,
I'm smoother then the rest of the gangsters,
And I knew that dude you met, was a wanksta

Oh.
Damn homie,
Your girl is with the street Fab. Homie,
And she ain't fuckin with you

[Mike Shorey]
It's a shame, you lames
Can't even maintain your thangs,
And its insane the way, that she gave me brain
I pimp things the same, don't forget the name

And when chicks peep the chain, they just can't restrain
Shorty don't try to fake it,
Just up and face it,
Your time is being wasted, your mans a basic

See it all in his face, that he's cheap and tasteless,
But life is what you make it, just watch the bracelet

[Fabolous]
I bet your man can't do it like me,
His veins don't pump pimp fluid like me,
He's nowhere near or like me,
And he probably think keeping you in check,

Is buying you a pair of Nike's
Why wouldn't I.. get dough from her,
When the digits on my checks, look like phone numbers
Fuck It,

You might as well tell that buster skid addle,
Not even Catherine can help him in his custody battle
Yeah.

[Mike Shorey]
You can catch me in the club, with a case of bub
And a thick chick to rub, niggas hate because
When they sit in the truck, they be quick to fuck
When I'm getting a nut, they just lick it up

I'm in favor if, bust a flow is dangerous,
I don't aim to give shortys our relationships,
But they crave the chips, how many the range can fit
She just changed a bit, since I got the hang of it

[Fabolous Talking]
That's right we got the hang of it,
Mike shorey
Fabolous
Street family
Desert storm
I know you his but I want to make you mine.
You know..haha..yeah

Lyrics Fabolous - What's My Name

Lyrics Fabolous - What's My Name

[Fabolous:]
Loso Loso Loso
Nigga tell him whats my name
Loso Loso Loso
Bitch tell him whats my name
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I come from the streets where the man stand hungry
And you see the diamonds on this man hand chunky
So I gotta come with the heat like Stan Van Gundy
Cause I eat more in a day than a man can monthly
Niggas didn't act funny growin' up
But things changed when the crack money slowin' up
In the black Bentley with black twentys showin' up
Its hard for a nigga not to get into they feelings
I'm tryin' to show 'em how to get into the millions
Trips to Rio'll make 'em get into Brazilians
You keep followin' a snitch nigga lead
When its time of the month though bitch nigga bleed
The red light on the Mac switch niggas speed
Gun shots'll have 'em dashin' a hundred meters
Nah they ain't stashin' a hundred either
They just on Smack flashin' a hundred heaters

[Chorus: Fabolous]
Chit chat
I ain't wit that
But I could still bag 'em
In the Magnum
Please tell 'em whats my name
Somebody tell 'em whats my name

I said chit chat
I ain't with that
I rather ride gently
In the Bentley
Please tell 'em whats my name
Somebody tell 'em whats my name

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Now everytime ya think ya out they pull ya back in
Pull the Mac-10
With bullets packed in
I pulled it back then
Da da da da da
And these niggas have been miserable
Its hurtin' 'em all to see me in physical
With a grin visible
I like my position
Its like a magician
A finger snap'll make a nigga invisible
POOF! Fabdini The Great
Who else go to exotic dealerships grab 'Ghinis and skate
Niggas can't get the dimes or the nickels to sale
Put the sour to the bottle like its pickles for sale
I get money so the bitches gonna chase ya'll
They can see somebodys riches in the place ya'll
I get 'em
Before they snitches in the case ya'll
They face'll have more stitches than a baseball

[Chorus: Fabolous]
Chit chat
I ain't wit that
But I could still bag 'em
In the Magnum
Please tell 'em whats my name
Somebody tell 'em whats my name

I said chit chat
I ain't with that
I rather ride gently
In the Bentley
Please tell 'em whats my name
Somebody tell 'em whats my name

[Fabolous:]
And thats what it is man
F-to the A-B-
A.K.A. Loso
Ya'll know who I'm with right?
Street Fidadidadam
I'm just tryin' to motivate niggas you know?
Its all motivation baby
You see all this?
Its all motivation
I think I'm gettin' kind of hot too
Maybe its me like
Like maybe I'm just doin' all this shit for nothing like I don't know
You know what I mean?
I mean its cool
Its all cool man
Niggas wanna do shit holla man
But right now its all about the F-A-B-

Lyrics Fabolous - Throw It In The Bag

Lyrics Fabolous - Throw It In The Bag

(You already know what it is),
We got another one boy, (A-T-L),
(Just throw it in the bag)
Whats up Brooklyn, whats up son,
Whats up Fabo, a man, I got that black Amex wit me,
Aka that throw it the bag card, yeah!

Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
Yea I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
Nigga I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I keep hittin' the baton, Louie Vuttion
Gucci down to her feet, yup just like me.
I'm the one, with them ones.
Fuck the price on the tag
Just throw it in the bag.

Un huh un huh un huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Look at price tags
Where they do that at
Heard that in A-T-L
When I'm in A-T-L
Just ask my baby girl
I treat that lady well
Ain't nothin' so so
An I know JD Well
A couple Benz's, black white gray C.L.
Got niggas lookin' like, did we miss a Mercedes sale?
Don't wonder what I do, just know they pay me well.
They keep that Gucci and that Louie on my lady L's
That's the way we feel
Must be nice man
You wit the right man
You ain't gotta price scan, or ask how much
Now what I look like
Son I'm from Brooklyn, what it look like
You get it, cause I got it
I got it, so you get it
In my Miami they say, don't stop get it get it
Mami do the speedie
Daddy do the duffel
Bag full of chips
We ain't talkin' ruffles

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

See I know what I'm a tell her
The same thing that the bank robber told the teller
Just throw it in the bag
That's the way it suppose to be
A real nigga posed to help you out with the groceries
Just throw it in the bag
Paper or plastic, its safer to ask it
So dent that nigga, I will pay for the casket
That Remy Mar' got him spittin' plenty bars
Broke ass nigga couldn't buy the mini bar
So get with loso
He ain't got to no so
Such a gentlemen dozen bottles of that rose mo
Oh you gotta man, well you need a richa one
Meet me in the parking lot, the place say get you one
Meet me at the register
I'm there on the regular
Them niggas price checkin'
You can help them in a second
As we proceed to give you what you need
Like we breakin' down the weed
Shorty just throw it in the bag!

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag
Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag
Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Lyrics Fabolous - Do The Damn Thang

Lyrics Fabolous - Do The Damn Thang

[Intro]
Look, I can see them niggas stuntin to this right now, not now, but right now
Yea, yea, ch-ch-yea
Look, lo-lo look
Look, lo-lo look
Look, look

[Fabolous]
It's no love for the other side, fuck all the tricks
Pop the glove on the other side, buck through the bricks
Birds love how a brother ride, truckin it sick
I'm heard of on the southern side, i pluck through it quick
I been one of them boys since way back when
This is way before a nigga brought grey plaques in
So if i spray mac-10s, Bet you niggas lay back then
Like you sittin in a Maybach Benz
Yea I made crack grins but ain't a damn thing funny
I keep a pocket fulla do the damn thang money
I keep it comin with bottles of champagne dunny
So keep it bouncin till you pull a hamstring honey
These pimps just better have a gothic for me
I got them hoes starin like they got a problem with me
I got them boys slingin rocks in the lobby for me
I'm rich bitch, ballin just a hobby for me

[Chorus]
I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the damn thang
A nigga might grin but it ain't still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the damn thang

[Young Jeezy]
My phone is tapped and so is my livin room
We can't hide the money here, we need a bigger room
Let me show you what I stand fo,
Jesus Schwarzenegger call me commando
On that Remy Martin, nigga matta fact
I ain't Fat Joe but I can make em lean back
Save your ammo don't waste it
Got him dodgin bullets like he in the matrix
Jeans strapped and ya better dip
Carvin 15, got six clips
Pilsbury nigga, got a lotta dough
Call me bossan george, got a lotta hoes
They place orders, so I bake cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump a lotta weight
You see the diamonds in my damn chain
It ain't hard to tell, I do the damn thang

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
You waitin instead of participatin with them boys
You skatin on them 22 datins like them boys
I'm hatin that they communicatin with them boys
I'm waitin just to send them to Satan for that shit
They see a nigga stones look sick
And I gotta stack of singles in my hand that's phone booth thick
'Cause I'm so hood rich
That I'm no good bitch
And even if she gotta pimp then a hoe should switch
And get ridda that shit spitta, get wit her, shit gitter
sit wit her, hit spitter, that don't bitch chitter
My style fit wit her
I tell her you don went left now you need to go right like a switch hitta
I know them tricks bitter
When I'm in the six with her
So I'm in a mix with her
forty four six with her
And I'm higher than a motherfucker
But a nigga try then he gon die in this motherfucker

[Chorus]

Lyrics Fabolous - Phone Numbers

Lyrics Fabolous - Phone Numbers

You(x12)

[Fabolous - Intro]
Y'all niggas better stop playin with me
Y'all know ya aint bout that life
"SOUL tape"
Niiiccee

[Chorus:]
I'm callin them out
I got they phone numbers (x2)
When that money callin everything gon on hold (x2)

[Fabolous - Verse 1]
I'm having doubts, what they really believe
Starting with these Stefan Urquelle, who really be Steve
Photoshop don't make it better, it really deceive
Long hair don't care, but it really be weave
Lets get back to this real shit
That life, I'm bout
Anytime that I'm out, I keep ballin like there's no time out
On the kush I'm stoned out

On you haters, I zone out
Y'all opinions don't make me money
So what yall thinkin don't count
I mean the nerve of these niggas giving me attitude
When I be serving these niggas
You rappers platter food

[Chorus:] (x2)

[Verse 2:]
Saying they overrated is a understatement
Them niggas is broke, look like they under maintanence
They rapping bout mansions, but from they momma's basement
Swear they in phantoms, but drive a honda station
Lets get back to this real shit
Stay away from that counterfeit
That fake-it till you make-it life, really don't amount to shit
Talkin never bothers us, sometimes it do bore me
So if ya makin movies, hope it based on a true story
Freck said "nothings worse than a rich hater"
When money call, pick it up n call that bitch later

[Chorus:] (x2)

Lyrics Fabolous - Makin Love

Lyrics Fabolous - Makin Love

Whoa
Whoa
Ay man some kids gonna be runnin' around somebody house to this one
They gon' make babies to this
I mean it feels good
Oh yeah the song to (yeah)
It feels good to (yeah)

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

June twenty second, think I came in twenty second
I was watching honey peck it while she lay on tummy naked,
To the pace of the base and this cash money record,
She just drop, drop, drop, damn you manny fresh
But I got my thing together, told her she could bring whatever
Get some green, we could puff get the cream get the cuffs
Baby even when I'm gentle, it might seem like its ruff
But if neighbors ain't complaining, you ain't screaming enough
And yeah they might hear as I'm slappin' to the jewel
She said baby right there, do it rapid do it smooth
I said baby right where, kept tappin' to the groove
She said nigga right there, I'm a slap you if you move

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love, girl we makin' love

Cant forget the feeling when you starring at the ceiling
And you cant catch your breath you just laying there chilling
Like one and then the two,
Two and then the three, three and then the four
Damn I want some more
So I slam her to the floor, set the camera to record
Throw them legs up in the air, just like Lamborghini doors
See we might have had some problems with the stamina before
I'm no amateur I'm sure, I cold ram until your sore
But I ain't trying to hurt ya
I'm jus' trying to nurture
Them nigga just flirt to hit it and to hurt ya
What I'm throwin' dirt for, I'm trying to alert ya
But fuck that lay it down, let a nigga work ya

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

Uh huh til you tell me that you had enough
Uh huh I'm a slow it down and I'm a speed it up (yeah)
And I will not stop
Do it to you like a dude that ain't got no job
I ain't got nowhere to be so I don't gotta leave
Get the itis in the sheets I'm a eat and go to sleep
Then we wake up and repeat, everything you do to me
I'm a turn and do to you,
And then I'm a black and blue that thing (dance for me)
I love the way you move that thing (so nasty)
I look and say oh that thing
Make me wanna sing a song (anybody every seen a)
Make 'em wanna sing along

So listen baby I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

Yea so I called baby girl like
Yeah I'm fittin' to come through there
She like for what
You ain't gon' get none
I said I'm not comin' to get none
I'm comin' to get some
She said you ain't gettin' some unless you make love to me
I said make love?
What the fuck is that
Ha ha ha ha

Lyrics Fabolous - Black City

Lyrics Fabolous - Black City

R.I.P to the competion

Verse 1: fabolous

Black city bitch. Black black city bitch
That girl bust it like the new black city bitch
Black pretty bitch selita ebanks
Money talks so when I talk I be frank
Yeah she blank face down ass up
Toast to this real shit put your glass up
Who wanna bet they keep up when I gas up
Act like a safe for your ceiling put you cash up
D twizzy on the freewizzy riding to that there is no competition thrizzy
Party scene I'm the black charlie sheen
You fake niggas can't even be real for halloween cause

Chorus: fabolous

Black city bitch black black city bitch
Black city bitch black black city bitch
Black city bitch black black city bitch
I keep cash and I got that black with me bitch [2x]

Chorus: fabolous

Silver emblem two black r's
Who's that in the nice black car
Autopsy came back the results are... Cause of death? Bars
Got a killa flow from the llama
Got a killa ho half columbiana half dominicana poke out from behind her
Work out a little bit get the rest from her mama (niceee)
Black city bitch black out a old 3
California king kush black out from og
You made your death bed now lay in it
The end is here start saying it

Chorus: fabolous

Black city bitch black black city bitch
Black city bitch black black city bitch
Black city bitch black black city bitch
I keep cash and I got that black with me bitch [2x]

R.I.P to the competition

Dj drama
We can kill you niggas softly if necessary... Suckas

Lyrics Fabolous - Get Right

Lyrics Fabolous - Get Right

You're lookin' just a little too hard at me
Standin' just a little too close to me,
You're sayin' not quite enough to me,
You're sippin' just a little too slow for me
No doubt you're playing real cool homie
Got me thinking what is it you do for me?
Tripping (tripping) a little more than I should be
So let yourself go and get right with me

[Chorus:]
I'm about to sign you up, we can get right
Before the night is up,
We can get right, we can get right, we can get right,
I'm about to fill you're cup, we can get right,
Before the night is up,
We can get right, tonight, we can get right

You're lips, talking bout I play too much,
Can't a woman take advantage of what she wants,
My hips, moving oh so slow, (so slow)
Bar tab looking like a condo, (condo)
All I need is you here right by my side
Take whatever you want, baby let's ride,
And whatever you won't do, let me decide,
Just put you're name on the dotted line,

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
So much we've got to say, but so little time,
And if tonight ain't long enough, don't leave love behind,
(don't leave this love behind)
Baby, take my hand, I'll show you why

[Chorus: x2]

I'm about to sign you up, we can get right
Before the night is up,
We can get right, we can get right, we can get right,
I'm about to fill you're cup,
(we can get right,
Before the night is up,
We can get right, we can get right)

Lyrics Fabolous - Rap City Freestyle (05.07.07)

Lyrics Fabolous - Rap City Freestyle (05.07.07)

[4 Fizzle:]
Be clear you already know what it is
Meanin the booth is alive and well
4 Fizzle my man Fabolous right now
Paul Cain hes in the building
Street Fam
Its about to go down
Fab please please bless it

[Fabolous:]
Yes sir
Got my homie Paul Cain in the house
You know what I mean?
Reppin that Street Fam
You know how we do
Check it out Yo

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Straight out of Brooklyn a baby mama snatcher named Ghetto
Invisible set glow
Full clip to let go
Back in the metro
Fresh off the jet though
Fifty grand richer from a thirty minute set show
Gangsta but i'm the flyest you ever met ho
Button up etro
The Air Jordan Retro
Million dollar neck row
Got homie upset so
Now I get the bank and make them petty dudes bet mo'
Told you from the get go
Ya'll can't deny it
I just supply it
For those who buy it
Now I ride by it
It might start a riot
Chicks won't quiet
Long enough to try it
Dirt they throwin' mud slides on my name
They never seen this kind of stud size in a chain
I analyze that like i'm Billy Crystal
I'm forced to move around with this nine milly pistol

[4 Fizzle:]
What more do we need to say man?

Lyrics Fabolous - Jokes On You

Lyrics Fabolous - Jokes On You

Make money money, make money money money, make money money, make money money
money, make money Money, make money money money, make money money, make money
money money you niggas got it twisted Man

[Chorus]
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha you niggas make me laugh,
C'mon if it don't make me math
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha what u can't take a joke,
Well I cant take being broke
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money
Ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money

[Verse: Fabolous]
You niggas are comical, who me
I'm seven digits two comical on my mama fool
I'm getting this money and that kill'em
They looking at a pimp funny I'm Katt Williams
Money mike, I gets money on the mic
And some say I'm wild'n out
Bacardi styling out, pushing seven digits dialing
But I ain't gotta fucking choice
My money talks in a Chris Tucker voice
"and you know this man"
You a stand up rapper, hip hop comedian
I start laughing as soon as I put your cd in
You joke, you joke, you kid, you kid
Should have went to comedy central with the vids you did
But OK, you b.e.t. only if its comic view
Promise you I'm funny style I can be a comic too
I'm Marty Mar, at a auty mar
Cute snotty broad, tits like dolly par
Ed harty naw this is carty ma
But that was a good one, hardy har
Lambo Galardi car getting my last laugh haw

[Chorus]

[Verse: Pusha t's]
The jokes on you niggas
See the figures don't add up to the claims
You Sam Kinnison you just screaming names
My brother my partner for real like the wayans
Plus everything in live in living color
High rise checks diamonds the size of Robin Harris'
I Bebe kids my neck
You call it a tribute, a proof that I distribute
Sales was slow I got Paco to contribute
Some morals in each state, move weight, get caught, don't talk, Dave Chappelle
niggas might break
So hilarious, how the chariots, carry us
Phantom is light gray sort of like ashy Larry is
King of the one liner lil' rhymers watch what you say
You just a potty mouth like Andrew dice clay
I pop collars on niggas, I drop dollars on niggas
I jell o's together I bill Cosby on niggas
Got you lost in the smoke I Micheal Connelly you niggas
I watch u verse from the fire I Richard Pryor you niggas
Said enough nigga sort of like Kramer
I'm joking you don't wanna see the anger Fab tell'em

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Mane look, the diamonds in your chain look
Funnier than Dane Cook, you hit the Sufi
I am to fly, in the booth I
Make joke of them, I ain't the richest nigga but I ain't broke as them
I'm serious, petty worth will make a man delirious like Eddie Murph
Girls get curious
Is he really funny, don't be silly honey
I'm the burner packing
Bernie macing
I ain't scared of you ma-fuckers kick ass
Hon stack thick ass
A deck of card v.i.p. section hard
They try to holla at me you know the heckler broads
I'm popping rose, I don't the neck to god
Don't front yo, I be in the front row
Watch your wise cracks or I'll be at your front door
And I push up on a female smoothly, in a GL but keep that on the D.L. Hughley
Lol this is Los
Oh no your money coming so slow guess this ma-fuckers a no show, oh oh oh

[Chorus]

Lyrics Fabolous - This Is My Party

Lyrics Fabolous - This Is My Party

"This Is My Party"

[Intro: Fabolous]
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x3]
F-A-be
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x2]
F-A-be
Hey-hey-hey yo [Repeat: x2]

[Fabolous]
Ain't no tellin' what this hip lowered do to me
I'm feelin' like I can do what I want now
Dip-low immunity
Shorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit me
Take a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughly
You're sneakin' out on your man, tip-toein' to the V
Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe
Let's put on a live strip show just you and me
But girl, I'm lookin' at them lips though like who is he?
They ain't never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry
So when I ask "you want to leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me

[Chorus 1: Fabolous]
But this is my party
Stroll by if you want to
Or y'all can stay home
But why would you want to?

[Fabolous]
We gon' party, till we laid in graves
Sweat out our doobie braids and waves
Then scream "hey-hey-hey yo"
That groupie made her wait
Cause when she seen the whips and chains
She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'mon

[Chorus 2: x2]
This is my party
So get fly if you want to
Get high if you want to cause I know you want to
Put your hands up as high as you want to
And if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey yo"

[Fabolous]
I don't know about y'all
But we doin' it over here
All the glasses got liquid that brewin' it over here
Cigars got somethin' sticky that's glueing it over here
Ladies movin' it over there, movin' it over here
I can fit a few in a Rover's rear
We havin' a good time, don't ruin it overs this
You see why we asks is to see ID
Cause girls will do anything for some VIP access
Me I relax this (easy)
Cause I'm used to ballin'
You could tell that these guys need practice
But if it was a problem then I would confront you
You saying "over" bet ya I say "you want to"
But a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put
I ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look
Would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook
Their asses pokin' out like them pictures in pop up books

[Chorus 2]

[Fabolous]
Oh yea! We's off the Richter Scale
Hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell
If the ladies would show it off and thick as hell
For my hustlers knockin' off them bricks as well
And everybody, up north that's sick in jail
I probably feel y'all, send you all of the flicks in mail
The Street Family speed off six SL's
To all them chicks at Yale "hey-hey-hey-hey yo"
Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well
Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell
And just from lookin' at them thighs from the front view
Girl I know that these guys say they want you
If I wake up in the sand, clothes from yesterday
Same hoes from yesterday
Lightin' clips to the same dro' from yesterday
Her hang-overs yesterday
You ain't mistaken we in Benz's today
But we had them Range Rovers yesterday

[Chorus 2]

[Fabolous]
Hey-hey-hey yo
Hey-hey-hey yo

Lyrics Fabolous - Never Duplicated

Lyrics Fabolous - Never Duplicated

Uh, yes I am often imitated
But I am never duplicated, yeah
Yes I am often imitated
But I am never duplicated

I can't deny it, you's a dick rider
You can never flow like me, blow like me
Why would a bitch like ya?
She can see that I'm a fucking rider, you a hitch hiker
I'm walking in some shoes, they can't make fit ya
Got millions of paper that you can't take with ya
I don't want to talk and I can't take pictures
Listen to your demo, I'll handshake with ya
Excuse you, who's you?
If I need a stunt double I'll use you
Pardon y'all, I don't want to step on y'all toes
separate the authentic from the replica flows
And the kid be places you could never be at
So that can never be this, and this can never be that
These niggas got some audacity
Sell some records as fast as me
Or sell some tickets out as fast as me
Motherfucker

[Chorus: x2]
Yes I am often imitated (yes he is often imitated)
But I am never duplicated (but he is never duplicated)

So all that y'all can do is hate it

None of these wannabes really come close
I feel like I'm watching the MTV show Christina Milian hosts
Everybody know this brother got it
Way before everybody and their mother got it
They still wonder how he sound like he do
If I was you, I'd want to sound like me too
'Cause I got M's, they got G's and they all right
But they not me
They hear how I spit it on a station
Now they want to put me on they singles just to get an imitation
No, I can't make an appearance
Give you a cheap fee or break on a clearance
I'm what your label hoped it could be
That's why they trying to mould your little ass, into a sculpture of me
With the ladies it'll be like leader, she like real
y'all trying to be like me and be like ill

[Chorus: x2]

So all that y'all can do is hate it

I'm real
It's the way I talk, the way I walk
It ain't my fault
I won't let nothin' on two legs stop me
'Cause the real is always better than the bootleg copy
Like I ain't show 'em the white and yellows at the same time
Throw backs and pin wheels at the same time
Like I'm scared to drop at the same time
I'll show you how to do this young'n
I ain't frontin'
These Jordan's ain't comin'
It ain't nothin'
Keep the complaints comin'
Can't hop on my bandwagon
Jump in my blue flames
You should not try, you are not I
It's the dude with the Grammy grin
It's no relation if it ain't a street family kin
So won't the real Fabolous please stand up
Please stand up
Please stand up

[Chorus: x2]

So all that y'all can do is hate it

Lyrics Fabolous - Hate Me Now Freestyle

Lyrics Fabolous - Hate Me Now Freestyle

(feat. Paul Cain)

[Fabolous:]
Yeah
I'm a motherfuckin' ghetto superstar nigga
Got my nigga Paul Cain with me
Street dreams
I'm what street dreams are made of nigga
Hate me now
Do it now nigga
I'm burnin' like them blue flames nigga
They call me G-H-E-T-T-O-
Ghetto
Lets do this right nigga
What the fuck is up nigga?
These niggas can't even breathe now Cain

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
It won't stop 'till my account is in the billions
And I buy a home on the coast of Miami and the ammounts are in the millions
Fish tanks and flat screens mounted in the ceilings
Sippin' champagne I have trouble pronouncing while I'm chillin'
Felt that you was squealin'
You 'gon die even if Witness Protection put you in the mountains of New
Zealand
Cause I hire bountys that be killin'
That play Hide-And-Go Seek and find you after countin' to a million
But a million records later
Theres still some speculators
Man these labels are giving the kid meals and checks like waiters
When I come through you never see my heels be decked in gators
And see Jordans that dropped when you was still a second grader
Spill the Tec on haters
I got a quick jab
But when I squeeze these slugs'll hit you a milla second later
I chill and check the waiter
Dudes play gangsta for a minute but run to the cops squealing seconds later
You still a Lexus trader
My credit so good I drive off in the sc and tell the dealer "Catch ya later"
All I need is one night I don't deal with second daters
Cause the white and gold stones on the grill and neck persuade her nigga

[Paul Cain:]
Yeah
Yo Fab
We done pulled the Range out
The Benz out
The Caddy truck out
They ain't even see the 12-8 yet
These niggas still hatin'

[Verse 2: Paul Cain]
Ever since I got signed it seems like ya'll been hatin' on the god
We never held a conversation but you claimin' I'm a fraud
Started bringin' weight up while I starve
Gained some cash and the ego now ya perpetrating like ya hard
If you thinkin' you Pac I'm a wait in front of Quad
Have my Kingston bullets through ya face like I'm Bernard
Ya like beef but hate when I'm involved
Cause I don't give ya a chance ta dodge bullets from the 8 when it revolve
Niggas love when you broke but they hate when you get large
Wait for you to slip and try to find a way to get you robbed
Run in ya crib and duck tape you and ya broad
And don't leave prints so jakes never get the case resolved
So I play against the odds
When its all set two niggas with two 40s a peice retaliatin' on ya squad
If you get locked my Haitian'll leave you scarred
Rape you in the yard
With Gem Star blades cut ya face like a collage
While I sip champagne in the Vegas lamatage'
In the suite with two freaks videotapin' a manage'
Ice in the chain a face in the shepard'
Million dollar crib with a cranberry quarter and a 8 in the garage nigga

[Paul Cain:]
Ya'll niggas
Ya'll niggas only seen half
This is just the begining man
See ya'll niggas was hatin' now man
Ya'll niggas gonna be sick to your stomach bending over throwin' up
When ya'll see the shit we got comin'
My album ain't even drop yet man
And ya'll niggas talkin' crazy
Man Paul Cain nigga
The album comin' fourth quarter
Ya'll motherfuckers is under pressure nigga
Desert Storm, slk we killin' everything movin' nigga
Yeah

Lyrics Fabolous - Basketball

Lyrics Fabolous - Basketball

[Fundisha]
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball

[Lil' Bow Wow]
Yeah, now basketball is my favorite sport
I love the way they dribble up and down the court
I keep it so fresh on the microphone
I like no interruption when the game is on
I like slam dunk, to take me to the hoop
My favorite play is the alley-oop
I like the pick-and-roll
I like the give-and-go
In this basketball, Bow Wow, let's go

[Fundisha]
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball

[Lil' Bow Wow]
I got the rock in my hands
Aint no telling what I'm gonna do with it
When I come position I'ma act a fool with it
I might cross you up fake one way
Turn around and hit you with you with the mj fadeaway
I'm throwing dime passes like J. Kidd
Taking cats to the rack
And I'm dunking on them like T. Mac
When I'm in the paint I play with that Alonzo style
I'm like Darius cause I can shoot two miles

[Fabolous]
Don't too many players get offers like me
Back and forth, I'll likely
Shake the checks off your Nikes
They almost had me in a suit at the draft
And it look like a free throw when I be shooting from half
The first step like Iverson - blow past you
Usually nothing but net, but I can go blast too
When I'm in the paint the defense so shook
They don't know if I'ma put up a slow hook, or dish off a no-look
See my game consist of a whole lotta
Moves you would think I learned from the Harlem Globetrotters
J. D. Gon lead us to a ring
Fab and Bow Wow the only players that make cheerleaders wanna sing

[Fundisha]
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball

[Jermaine Dupri]
Now tell me were you in the joint
The night mj scored 63 points
When the Lakers won titles back to back
Didn't give nobody, no kind of slack
When Vince Carter gave and stuck his arm in the rim
Everybody went crazy in the whole damn gym
Dikembe Mutombo standing tall
Playing D with desire, it's basketball

[Fundisha]
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball...