I got nothin' for you, well, you can look under my rug I got no smack for you, you're entranced from that drug I got no tears for you, I got nothin' to
I got nothin' for you You can look under my rug I got no smack for you You're entranced from that drug I got no tears for you I got nothin' to worry
: I got nothin' for you You can look under my rug I got no smack for you You're entranced from that drug I got no tears for you I got nothin' to worry
a mack that keep her flat on her back Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for [Verse 2] Can you believe this? First thing, flat on her mouth,
But if you ever leave home don't worry I keep your seat warm So yeah I'm Simba in a sense I'm the prince, you impostor's no Mufasas, but there's Oscars for you
table manners Order in Singapore and lobster Celebrating coming from nothing to winning grammys and rappers winning oscars And they say rappers shouldn't act nahh suckers We see Samuel L.Jackson like what's
nothing Yep I know you see something you wantin It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall Said you can't go without me yall, Said you
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
it's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S (uh, yeah) I think y'all know by now it's .. [Verse 1] You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's
s daughters, as clean as spring water 'F's for freakin, 'A's alright (yeah) 'B's for bottles that pop all night (uh huh) 'O's for the ounces that I got
's O.D. Pullin' the Heath Ledge' So I'm a kill a cow, make sure that the beef's dead Burger ass nigga's I look further past nigga's And go over the head
1-2 fifth, you could run through Tiff's Who else, you'd rather be in a V 1-2 if Other than young F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S I'm a hot kid, hot vid and I don't got
So you'd better ball until you fall Just ball till you fall It don't stop y'all [x4] [Ending:] Capital L Capital O Capital S Capital O Guess who Yeah, you
to thank you cause without your H.A.T.E. I wouldn't be me I like to thank you Your the reason I made it to the T.O.P. I really like to thank you even
switchblade and start cuttin' Nigga you aint never known pain, you don't want this in your ??? vein Rusty blades make aim cream spread like mayonnaise magn I can't think of nothin
Click for life, S.U.C. Screwed Up Click for life [K.T.] You bet it's me, K.T., new S-U-S-P-E-C-T Living better and cutting and trying to stack my currencies
you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave That's what you brave niggaz get for fuckin with this You had your chance to mob first you didn't
your friends You couldn't tell me the real Boy do you know how it feels When I call your phone and you don't call back I know you can't be for real uh
