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[fabolous]

Unh (uh-huh unh) yea

Theres alot of money over here

(hahahahahaha) ha ha

Unh (unh unh unh) thats word to brooklyn

Im back I dont know what the ***** is wrong with these niggas

[verse 1]

Maybe cause Im eatin and these bastards fiend for my grub

I carry pumps like I serve gasoline to these scrubs

Have you seen my aston leanin on dubs

And they cant afford chrome so they puttin vasoline on they hubs

Im lookin for a girl with a ass like trina to rub

Take home and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub

These niggas hate Im movin so much cash and cream in the club

And dont pass my green on my bub

But Im a fly nigga that dont do much to pull her and dick her

Everyday Im poppin a tab and pullin a sticker

Everyday Im switchin the tags and pullin up sicker

Every k Im loadin the mags with bullets to flicker

And I aint hesitatin homie Im pullin it quicker

So you can act tough after a few pulls on some liquor

Got em pullin on niggas

And they wont be goin nowhere for a while

They might as well pull out a snicker ye-ye-yea

[chorus]

Forgive me father for I have sinned

But look at all this money that I spend

And look at all this jewlery that Im in

And look at all the places that Ive been

And look at all the women in those brims

Look at the blue flames that Im in

I look at all the bullshit that theres been

And if I had another chance Id do it again

[verse 2]

Anywhere the kid move you know the hammersll be with me

Pokin out the shirt like a pamela lee titty

I went on tour brought the samples of d wit me

Came back a month later bought a lambo for three-fifty

Think I throw you grams if you read with me

Just because you see me on the camera with p. diddy

Dammit we p-driddy? ? now I got g with me

Along with the third leg that I be rammin in these bitties

I keep the revolver you hope my gunll jam

But with the soap its gonna blam

The info put freckles on your face like opie cunningham

Thats why Im watched by the feds and scoped by uncle sam

Dope and hunn-ed (hundred) grams rope and hunn-ed grams

At the same time our artist get to open summer jam

Hope you understand or use better sense

These niggas dont want no beef they want lawsuit settlements nigga!

[chorus]

[verse 3]

Im in a waggy with em passin by ya

With a baby girl who suck harder than maggie on a pacifier

What Im smokinll have you aggie as your last supplier

When you can smell it through the bag you know thats some fire

Gettin stressed by these hotties is regular

I got a magazine to press to your body like editors

Test me somebody Im beggin ya

I got the gatling gun like jesse the body in predator

Im a hustler I dont sling no rocks to the fiends now

Got dudes who sit on corners like a boxer between rounds

Any other dude who dish rocks want beef

Cause I chop jobs bigger than chris rock front teef

Im the nigga tearin the walls up in your miss in exchange for a small cup

Of the cris

And while you at probation fillin a small cup full of piss

Im in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a fist (catch up!)

[chorus]

Thats right Ill do it again nigga (unh yea)

Im a mother*****in ghetto superstar nigga (unh)

Desert storm street family (unh) we here (yea)

Young gs salute (yea)

Get this *****in money man

Its alot of *****in money over here (yea)

I dont know what the ***** you doin (unh unh yea)

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