Fabolous - Body Ya Lyrics N Video

Fabolous - Body Ya Lyrics and Video

Shout out to my enemies
shout out my competitors
shout out to my mini me’s, I hope you do better bruh
better me better you etc etc
shout out to the followers I will stay ahead of ya
big up to the haters, big up, all you little n-ggas
bigging y’all up should make you feel a little bigger
big up to the fake n-ggas from a real n-gga
fake n-ggas help you recognise the real n-ggas
uhh, I’m a Brooklyn n-gga anyhow
closet looking like I opened up a Vinnie Styles
b-tches say we are the best
so mommy in my jeans PRPS
yeah street fidda didda gang
yeah at (@) you like a Twitter name
same place I see em, same place they chalk em out
we speak Guapanese, come see what we talking bout


[Chorus]
holla at your homie, holla at your dogg
looking for the competition holla at the morgue
once I say hi to her she gon say bye to ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya

[Verse 2]
Shout out to the groupies
shout out to my ex
prol saying f-ck me so shout out to the sex
don’t get mad at me cause I’m onto the next
all of this cause I aint respond to your text
big up to you bum b-tches in your 10 dollar dresses
big up to the big girls y’all are so Precious
salty b-tches try to raise a n-gga blood pressure
grown little girls, do your mouth get any fresher
uhh, but it aint fresh as Loso
monogramed out son in case you didn’t know so
flow so deadly swag too murderous
known for being nice, that don’t mean courteous
this is nothing new, Im not a beginner
I get big checks like the lottery winners
a boy dissing I, boy listen I,
(?) sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi

[Chorus]

Fabolous Ft. Red Cafe - Ya'll Don't Hear Me Tho Lyrics

Fabolous Ft. Red Cafe - Ya'll Don't Hear Me Tho Lyrics


[verse 1: fabolous]
sometimes i amaze, sometimes i disappoint
sometimes i blow this paper like it's just a joint
sometimes i look at change like it's just some coins
like shaq at the line, you prolly missed the point
it's perspective, which angle you looking from?
when you take a chance, ever wonder who you took it from?
i'm from brooklyn son, got no problem taking nothing
so i figured i could take nothing and make it something
tell 'em faking ass niggas they won't make it frontin
tell 'em girls lose they clothes and get to shaking somethin
purple weed, gold bottles now let's laker something
cause y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

[hook: fabolous]
smoking on loud
swagga to the max
bad bitches holla
i just holla back
my money talks, i ain't even gotta tell 'em
even when i talk low, don't it sound like i'm yelling

y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[verse 2: fabolous]
might be how i'm feeling mixed with what i'm drinking
got me on some shit, that might be what the stink is
you might just be cool it might be what you thinking
it might be something in her eye but to me, she's winking
listen before ya dumb ass say some stupid shit
and have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit
ball player swag, that's what out the hoop and shit
two chicks that hanging with mr cooper shit
eat with me if you hungry dawg
but then again how loyal is a hungry dawg?
that's saying hunger make your dog eat you alive
you either starve to death or you eat to survive

[hook: fabolous]
smoking on loud
swagga to the max
bad bitches holla
i just holla back
my money talks, i ain't even gotta tell 'em
even when i talk low, don't it sound like i'm yelling

y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[verse 3: red cafe]
shakedown on sleep
i'm getting to the money
the way i'm counting sheep
i be counting money
live from the roof
empire state
finna burn this bitch down
find the next fire escape
i'm high so nothing ain't farfetched
out in houston with my rocket no...
fuck with that street fan
fuck with that loso
come to your city spend some tickets at the go-go
giving back to the hood be what i call it
smoke grand daddy kush
i'm in orbit
if they ain't with the family they weirdos

[hook: fabolous]
smoking all out
swagger to the max
bad bitches holla
i just holla back
my money talks i ain't even gotta tell 'em
even when i talk low don't it sound like i'm yelling

y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

"Wolves In Sheep Clothing" Lyrics - Fabolous

"Wolves In Sheep Clothing" Lyrics - Fabolous

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeh

Them n-ggas is talking baby

Don’t listen to that sh-t

Don’t mind them, they just talking baby

They know they can’t f-ck with me baby

(That mean they can’t f-ck with you)

You tell them like that bitch told Scarface

(What she say?)

“I don’t fuck with the help”

[Verse]

They say they out for dead presidents, never respected

First of all, Ben Franklin was never elected

That means him and Big Bills have never connected

They just say it cause they think it sounds clever on records

Secondly, God’s first should never be second

And if you living wrong, money can never correct it

I’mma say it once, then it’s whoever direct it

You never get off on me, I’m never the exit

All black everything in my black V

It ain’t a game and if it was, it’d be a black Wii

I’m on my “A” game, never on that “B” shit

You on that B-shit, never gonna be shit

That’s how I “C” shit, cause I am “D” shit

True story, like that Hollywood “E” shit

I say “F” n-ggas cause I’m on some “G” shit

Yeah, that red-and-green stripe double G shit

That was for my homie, just know I’m thinking of you

I told him “stay on top so they can’t get above you”

He told me “I dig that like a f-ckin shovel”

Why it take a n-gga go to jail to say he love you?

We be killing them, boy we be killing them!

Damn, we used to dream to have a million

Now the family get money like Will and them

Accounts rise like we filling them with helium

My baby girl got ass, it’s no secret that it

Make you look away and still be peeking at it

She said they come with painted faces trying to clown on you

How they under you but try to talk down on you

You see, a rat is gonna be that and go for any cheddar

Tell my bitch that I’m no good, as if they any better!

But her loyalty keep her from them other boys

Let em holla, she just gonna exist above the noise

Fabolous - In The Morning Lyrics and Video

Fabolous - In The Morning Lyrics

shawty you autumn time cool
but they dont see your beauty f-ck all them blind fools
body so mean that its border line cruel
work 8 to 3, then from 4 to 9 school
Dominican girl who knows more than mongul
she say lets stay in the room and order Dom Cruz
it sounds like a plan
’cause girl once I got you by your limbs
that guy who spot you at the gym cant put it down like I can
I wanna take you places further than where your feet walk
why scream when your voice is better for sweet talk
a little accent, cute ass lisp
first a toast is said then a flute glass kiss
I like it when you whip yo hair, but thats Willow fault
I speak body language, f-ck pillow talk
we can wake up ’round noon on a saturday
and make a f-ckin movie, now thats a matinee
but on the weekdays I wanna be yo’ wake up call
kiss yo’ face before you put that make up all over it
you go from gettin’ ready at the bathroom sink to gettin’ bent over it


then its over with
now you rushin’ to work, iPod touchin’ yo purse
Ima let you go but not without touchin’ it first
when you think ’bout it later you blush and you smirk
your co-workers thinkin’ you got a crush on the clerk
you always talk about yo boss, about how much of a jerk he is
but tell me baby does he touch you and flirt?
’cause thats how such and such get hurt
and lame ass n-ggas start bringin’ crutches to work
I know you got it girl, I trust in your work
ladies is pimps too, go ‘head brush off the dirt
I be here when you get off with dutches and purp
I want you after dinner, your such a dessert
the night is lookin’ sweet the only thing Im tryna bite is yo physique
and in most cases with you
only thing I wanna fight is gettin sleep ’cause I eat and go to sleep
you know I is in the sheets, niceeeee
dont touch it, let my eyes do the undressin’
play Usher and take ya back to confessions
I wanna crush ya’ nevermind the tongue wrestlin’
wont rush ya, one question

[Hook]
Can I Hit it in the mornin’
Can I Hit it in the mornin’
Can I Hit it in the mornin’
sun risin’ while you yawnin’
shawty, can I Hit it in the mornin’
shawty, can I Hit it in the mornin’
shawty, can I Hit it in the mornin’
shawty sun risin’ while you yawnin’

Fabolous - Steve Jobs Lyrics and Video (Ft. Paul Cain)

Fabolous - Steve Jobs (Ft. Paul Cain) Lyrics and Video

[Fabolous]
it goes however I wanted to
these bitches never say can’t
I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants
big house, couple rides
call that shit Neverland Ranch
Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant
you n-ggers beneath me
now go get f-cking stomped son
no I run this city I am Brooklyn’s Nucky Thompson
If they make me go in
I’ma go right away
mny fly ass can’t be stopped no flight delay
gotta a crew of bad bitches
call em the nice girls
yo b-tches look scary
but she aint no spice girl
it’s 9am when you clock, you’re an office worker
it’s big Bens in my pocket I’m a rothsberger
coconut ciroc and pineapple, easy order
now I got this chick showing me what Yeezy taught her (Amber Rose?)
welcome to the funeral pay respect
me and your girl, unibrow, may connect wait a sec
let it breath…

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

its goes getting more money
they come with more problems
I used to be Mac’ing but now I’m Steve Jobbin’ man
see you got 2 choices
you can stay broke or grind
life is a bitch, and I’m just tryna Oprah mine
gettin’ more money, it comes with more problems

man used to be Mac’ing but now I’m Steve Jobbin’man
got 2 choices
you can stay broke or grind
life is a bitch, and I’m just tryna Oprah mine

[Paul Cain]
Always been a squeezer, I’ve been on the hollow n-ggas
alwyas been a leader no twitter, I don’t follow n-ggas
f-ck glass, drink Rose out the bottle n-gga
I promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto n-gga
don’t just talk it, be about it
you talk it, but we about it
we do it, you read about it
leave ‘em don’t speak about it
we live it, you dream about it
how could you even doubt it
couldn’t get a quarter round here
unless we allowed it
this is our city, our town, our turf
we eatin’ and y’all thirst
do shoot back, bomb first
get ‘em gone first
let em fire, arms burst
regardless of size or status
stuff em in that long hearse
I think I’m Malcolm X, Huey Newton
Marcus Garvey, I’m surrounded by my army damn
damn, n-gga try and harm me
f-ck what a hater think
how could n-ggas try to rob me
if I’m out in Abu Dhabi, ferrari’s and Maserati’s
fleets pulling up in Nobu’s and Cipriani’s
or that F1 race track, good look tryna find me
wherever I’m at ,I’m smoking some Bob Marley
7 star hotels, you can see the ocean from the lobby
riding in the goose, riding to the Goose
believe the great deal with stress
I’ve been through the most
changed my whole way of thinking, got a new approach
fly private if it aint first class, I’m through with coach
street fam for life, this we all owe the los
whole gang bottles in the air
I propose a toast
we dun seen the World
partied with emirates
we all come from nothing, always remember that
so you should be thankful everytimeyou spend a stack
for the all classy restaurants we ate dinners ate
all the cars, audemars with the different straps
but always strive for more, never be content with that
no beginner rap, no number 1 contender jack
Arnold Swarzenegger returns, Decembers back

Fabolous - White N Navy Lyrics and Video

Fabolous - White N Navy Lyrics

Ah huh, you know what it is
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy
Nice

Ah huh, you know what it is
Welcome to my city where we do it big
ah huh, shawty thats nothing
when you put on for your city baby that’s something
for my town I am known to put it down
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy
Who at the city say it with me and lets shut it down
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy

I wear my Yankee hat like it was crown
I did it big then, like I does it now
thats why they throw it at me, like the own the mall
Came up so it’s more than likely going down
when I’m in the town thats Ciroc pourin’
and that Marley Marl, 4 doorin’
screaming whats up, I’m like damn cutie
you got a Pam booty, that ass Cole stupid
I bet she got some Gina head that be so stupid
I be the biggest fan, no groupie
ask about me they gon say they want none of son
so its amari on these n-ggas still number 1
nice


[Chorus]

Ah huh, you know what it is
Welcome to my city where we do it big
ah huh, shawty thats nothing
when you put on for your city baby that’s something
for my town I am known to put it down
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy
Who at the city say it with me and lets shut it down
White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy

Fabolous - Body Count Lyrics and Video

Fabolous - Body Count Lyrics

[Fabolous - Chorus]
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

[Fabolous Verse 1]
More bodies Im back for more bodies
the competition is a skinny b-tch 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]

[Fabolous Verse 2]
Lets keep it a hundred
thats word to Ben Frank’s
money’s what you can count on when your friends aint
grass green over here
green like the kushes
I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes
we dont chase money we chase dreams
rub this money in your face, face cream
doctors lyricsmusicvideo.blogspot.com 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]

[Fabolous Verse 3]
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 f-cking 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]

Fabolous - Lights Out Lyrics N Video (I Don't See Anybody)

Fabolous - Lights Out Lyrics

[CHORUS]
Its clap on, clap off in this bitch
Don't let make turn off your own switch
You couldn't see in the daytime with a flashlight
I got my cash right so..
I don't see nobody [8x]

[VERSE]
I walk up in the spot and see tonight we have a pack house
We all in the building and its rocking like a crack house
All the sexy women wearing dresses with their backs out
My neck is usually lite up but tonight we have a blackout
Call me Tom Edison cause I'm about to light up
My head is in the cloud
Felt like it just took a flight up
They tryin to slow me down like that sizzurp in them white cups
Clear that Imma bubble like you shoke a fucking sprite up
I don't see nobody but I aint going blind tho
I don't see nobody stoppin me from mine yo
We the money game
We throw up dollar signs hoe
My gun from out a town and make you change your state of mine hoe

[CHORUS]
Its clap on, clap off in this bitch
Dont let make turn off your own switch
You couldnt see in the daytime with a flashlight
I got my cash right so..
I don't see nobody [8x]

[VERSE]
Bottles of Rosae keeps finding its way to my section
And groups of pretty bitches with them light skin complexion
Told her Imma kill it and I use magnum protection
I just slide up in it baby thats lethal injection
I'm about that money
Pussy is what a fool chase
Hoes will have you tied up
Bitch I aint no shoe lace
Smurkin in my black shades
My bbm cool face but I will fix you niggaz
You'll make me get my 2k
I don't see nobody but it aint my vision
I see I'm what it is and you are what it isnt
Lights out niggas, assume the position
With my eyes close I see there is no competition

[CHORUS]
Its clap on, clap off in this bitch
Dont let make turn off your own switch
You couldnt see in the daytime with a flashlight
I got my cash right so..
I don't see nobody [8x]

Fabolous Ft. Nicki Minaj - For The Money Lyrics N Video

Fabolous Ft. Nicki Minaj - For The Money Lyrics and Video

[Chorus]
Write another song for the money
My shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need

Money in the bank to keep her
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
So my shawty say

Write another song for the money
Hey hey hey my shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need

Money in the bank to keep her
She say you know you need
Money in the bank to keep her

[Fabolous]
Uhh, and who the hell said they was cheaper to keep
cause if you aint getting money when you call you get the beeep
she can’t pick up the phone, your broke ass should leave a message
and my guess is, if she never call well you get the message
you like whaaaat, you can’t call nobody
I’ve been trying to find you like Waldo shawty
she said she bout her paper if it’s there she gon get it
when the money gone she gon’ be the f-ck gone with it
hey, I mean come on, she love Louis Vuitton
Yorkie in her speedy bag that she name Milan
hair stay did like she live in a salon
so her and money go hand in hand yeah like a baton
I swear on a stack of holy Bible’s and Qur’an
we could be the Dream team baby, Kobe and LeBron
Only if you gold, I never do the Bronze
cause if you could have Beyonce would you take Solange
uhhh,

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo
I’m in a tricky little mood
I trick these little dudes
I tell ‘em that I love ‘em but I never really do

See I like pretty shoes
And I like pretty minx
And I like site seein’
The pyramids and the sphinx

He cop Italian pieces so I do the fist pumps
And I can only push it if the trunk is in the front
If the truck is in the back then u gotta take it back
You can hit me on the jack
iChat on the Mac

See I am who I am
Nicki M. motherf-cker
If she say she not a fan
She a lyin’ motherf-cker

Always shoppin’ in Paris
So I speak a little French
Oui Oui rag-a-de
Time for you to hit the bench

Indecisive so I always gotta pick two
I guess that’s why I got the Yorkie and the Shitzu
I told Fab get that Michael Knight Kit Coupe
Before I put this p-ssy on ya chipped tooth

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
I hate to see her poutin’ she wants some Louboutins
I say how many pairs, she say who is counting
money aint everything, with her it’s the only thing
you don’t treat her like a Queen, you gon be a lonely King!
her daddy must have spoiled her
aint no expiration date
f-ck a dinner and a movie, she wants a vacation date
fly out to London cruise to Bahama’s
presidential suites we check in as the Obama’s
take for instance Nicki, when she shops she’s picky
she f-cks a fifty g’s fast and then calls it a quickie
I only deal with ten cents my d-ck game is intense
bent that Barbie over and she aint seen Ken since
these n-ggas be feeling her
affording her’s another thing
she was married once before looking for another ring
so I call her (?) thats amongst the other things
she say she love my flow
I think she love to sing….

[Chorus]

Fabolous - I'm Raw Lyrics N Video

Fabolous - I'm Raw Lyrics and Video

B-tch I’m raw,
So hearing that any n-gga out cook me
Is suspect as R. kelly with girl scout cookies
When u talking to a pro watch ya mouth rookie
Go in ya sh-t have ya teeth playin mouth hookie
Nice, you n-ggas must of heard me wrong.
I blame them horses when I turn that Porche turby on (vrrrrm)
My engine gettin his Kentucky derby on,
Seats is brunette… paint is dirty blonde
Speaking of dirty blonde… say hi to curvy don… Fergie john
With the body movement of a turbion…
I just watch ha, it’s been a hectic year… so I sit and get fried
Call the weed electric chair
But ya’ll on death row… one request left
U looking for ya girl oh she just left
Her and my d-ck just became BFFs
Then I threw her out like jazzy J. E.F.F
I’m raw dawg, ya’ll safe sex
You d-cks belong in latex not tape decks
You can’t see me
Neither can the flunkies under you
My sh-t bananas, like a monkey number 2
I’m bigger than that
More like guerrillai though…
Nick name funeral got that from ths killer flow.
Err things still a go, my pockets be extra fat
Big money on deck like A Rods next to bat
SH-T
Somebody contact the tabloids
I’m a big deal like a contract from bad boy
Yeahh… it’s all good baby baaaby
My swag plays a big part so it’s all gravy
We hit the club like Nino in the C.M.B
Pretty mixed b-tch I just call ha P.M.B
Watch ya step baby gettin out that G.M.C
You bust yo ass girl we both gon be on T.M.Z
Don’t be shy let them cameras expose you
The worst that can happen is I Amber Rose you
People running up like damn I knows you
Hey ain’t u?… yeah I am that b-tch
6 feet deep n-gga, yeah I am that ditch.
Throw it in the bag in a recession, I am that rich
I’m under close watch n-ggas got binoculars
I ain’t what’s poppin b-tch I’m what’s popular
If I’m the one to go at, n-ggas what’s stopping ya
I call my gun Nadia, and I be finger poppin ha
Keep that bitch comming like blakka blakka
Go to ya head like a shot of vodka
Rock a sick fit call a doctor potna
U think I had a Gucci deal Waka Flocka
yeahh I am tooo f-cking raw… yeah u heard me I am too f-cking raw!