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Fabolous
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It's going down
FABOLOUS This is the funeral service right.?
DJ DRAMA I've got my suit on
FABOLOUS That's what I thought. Ey Drama, Wassup son.?
DJ DRAMA Body 'em.!
FABOLOUS What it look like nigga.? It look like these niggas is dead to me
DJ DRAMA It's finished
FABOLOUS Well Fuck that, when we see dead we call dead where I'm from. These niggas in the club holding greygoose up like it's champagne? Dead. These bitches with fake tits, fake ass, talking bout they real bitches? Dead. These niggas wearing that guy off the block Gucci, these bitches rockin them, lady who come in the salon Louis bags? Dead
There's some bad bitches with me everytime I come around Faces be so pretty and they asses be so round Not Riri or Jay but Imma say we run this town Like a casket in the ground baby it's going down Real niggas with me everytime I come around If there's money we gon' go for it like it's 4th down Patron and lemonade I don't really do the brown And like a plane crash nigga it's going down
FRECK BILLIONAIRE It's going down for that fucking Ben Frank loot Kill your dawg for that money nigga, like we Frank Luke All I ever hear is how you get to work with Los Cos every fuckin bar is sicker than tuberculose Dead on arrival send him to the morgue swift Get his weight ready send him to the mortish I love when a player hater show me unbelief Cos I won't hesitate to put a nigger underneath Adios, I have his family wish him farewell West Philly I get fly like air mail Bitches say Freck you ballin like Golden State Cos I got that money longer than The Golden Gate So many carrats in the chain they know I live to spend Over 65 like a senior citizen (lotta carrats) And this the mother fuckin funeral Street Fam, we connected like a unibrow
FABOLOUS It's going down, 12 o'clock ball drop 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 We push 911's, but we don't call cops I'm Paul Blart nigga all I do is mall cop Being fly gon' be the death of me, check my autops None of the shit these niggas say should be called hot My shit stay in niggas' heads, flo bald spots We get around, that just mean we all got More American girls than the dolls spot So, I'm fuckin somebody's daughter Brain so wet she must drink smart water Have all my money, not a penny shorter I come through in accounts, end of the 4th quarter (nice) They say real niggas keep some real bitches wit 'em These diamonds is bait, I just reel bitches wit 'em The way they flash, you could take some still pictures wit 'em I'm so dougie that I get a lil vicious wit 'em
FRECK BILLIONAIRE Yes sir, there's still no competition The fam's hooked, no rehabs or interventions And rival rappers, we kill 'em dead, they end up missin' It's going down, like a building set for demolition And did I mention, every weekend in the club we spendin' niggas' pension Got these cowards under pressure can you feel the tension I'm the coach, these players think they ballin' till I bench 'em (bench 'em) And I'm flyer than you've ever been, I'm flying where you've never been Chain smokin' Purple Kush I'm high off of that medicine I'm no rookie but I am not a veteran Not to toot my own horn but I know who I'm better than I've got a speech impediment, I-I k-keep stutterin' F-F-Fi-duh-duh-duh boys, y'all know who I'm running with Keep that w-work comin' in, money keep d-doublin' Yeah this town we runnin it, if you like it I love it then Yeah I got a problematic flow, get acrobatic dough That mean it flip every month, yeah, mathematical If a sucker toy with mine imma get radical Cut 'em with the Gemstar, hit 'em with the Calico Dump on his momma house, you see me with Llamas out Layin' out my thug shit, narcotic drug shit If nobody move then nobody gettin' bodied We in the penthouse overlookin everybody I'm a over acheiver, shine over shade Keep my hoes overfucked, and underpaid Still rock a Rolex, in Miami it roll ex Move through the club, the family skip the coat check Leave blood on the floor like we skipped the co-tecs We thugs baby, get green gold jets Very real flow, I'm a shocker major See I always keep it raw, no stockin' on my gig what else.?
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