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Current version of Fabolous Lyrics F You Too (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/f/fabolous/f-you-too/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 2 of Fabolous Lyrics F You Too (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/f/fabolous/f-you-too/v2.html) Version 2 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | [Intro - Paul Cain] | 1 | ||||||||||||
| Yeah, Desert Storm niggaz, Cain | Yeah, Desert Storm niggaz, Cain | |||||||||||||
| 1 | Ghetto, I got these niggaz man | Ghetto, I got these niggaz man (uh huh) | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Clue, I'm the first line of defense | Clue! (yeah), I'm the first line of defense (yeah) | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | (Yeah) | And I'ma show 'em what that means (yeah) | 3 | |||||||||||
| 1 | (Yeah) | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | And I'ma show 'em what that means | [Chorus 1 - Paul Cain] | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | (Yeah) | I know these niggaz hoped I wouldn't make it - fuck you | 5 | |||||||||||
| 6 | Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya - fuck you | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | I know these niggaz hoped I wouldn't make it, fuck you | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya, fuck you | 3 | ||||||||||||
| Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you | Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you | |||||||||||||
| 7 | And put a hole in your chest that's big enough to drive a truck through | And put a hole in your chest that's big | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | enough to drive a truck through | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | I bring the drama back where you lives, flatter your wiz | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | Reload and then point the Mag at your kids | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | So what I sound remorse, the records I still peep guns on me | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | But the difference now is only Deserts | 7 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | If I talk it's gonna be reckless, I'm ready to die | [Verse 1 - Paul Cain] | 9 | |||||||||||
| 2 | I bring the drama back where you lives, splatter your wiz | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | Reload and then point the Mac at your kids | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | So what I Signed wit sony records I still keep guns on me | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | But the difference now it's only Deserts | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | If I talk it's gonna be reckless; I'm ready to die | 6 | ||||||||||||
| So when I apply pressure, niggaz gon' respect it | So when I apply pressure, niggaz gon' respect it | |||||||||||||
| 10 | Tote guns to rob niggaz, I told 'em to use | yall Toat guns to rob niggaz, I toat 'em to use | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | And leave enemies of friends that like broken and bruised | 2 leave enemies & friends alike broken and bruised | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | They ain't crazy, they just broke and confused; cross me | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 8 | They ain't crazy, they just broke and confused, cross me | 8 | ||||||||||||
| And they'll be talks of how they found the man smoked on the news | And they'll be talks of how they found the man smoked on the news | |||||||||||||
| 13 | I'ma career crook they used a mug shot from my graduation picture | I'ma career crook - they used a mug shot for my graduation picture | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | And my junior high school yearbook | In my junior high school yearbook | 14 | |||||||||||
| 9 | 9 | |||||||||||||
| Paul Cain never appear shook | Paul Cain never appear shook | |||||||||||||
| 15 | Yeah, I might talk to my enemies but never police | Yeah I might talk to my enemies but never police (nah) | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | You wanna converse it better be brief, you ain't gotta say much | You wanna converse it better be brief; you ain't gotta say much | 16 | |||||||||||
| Show me the money and the cheddar'll speak | Show me the money and the cheddar'll speak | |||||||||||||
| 17 | If it ain't involvin bread, I ain't with it | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | If it ain't involvin' bread, I ain't with it | I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin Feds | 18 | |||||||||||
| 10 | I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin' Feds | 10 | ||||||||||||
| When the shots from the revolver spread | When the shots from the revolver spread | |||||||||||||
| Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's and artists dead | Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's and artists dead | |||||||||||||
| 11 | 11 | |||||||||||||
| Make slugs a part of his head | Make slugs a part of his head | |||||||||||||
| Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red | Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red | |||||||||||||
| Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right | Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right | |||||||||||||
| All my niggaz flip birds and blast pipes, addicted to the fast life | All my niggaz flip birds and blast pipes, addicted to the fast life | |||||||||||||
| 19 | Live everyday like my last night; OD'in on X | 19 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | Live everyday like my last night, od'in or X | When I got signed like Len Bias on draft night (yeah) | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | When I got signed like Len Bias on draft night | Niggaz (uh), Street Dreams (yeah) (uh), (yeah) | 21 | |||||||||||
| 12 | (Yeah) | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | Niggaz | [Chorus 2 - Fabolous] | 22 | |||||||||||
| 23 | Street Dreams | I see ya faggot ass schemin - fuck you | 23 | |||||||||||
| 24 | (Yeah, yeah) | Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen - fuck you | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | No you hate the way I'm "Street Dreamin" - fuck you | 25 | ||||||||||||
| 26 | I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you | That's why I ridin, clappin, wit the .40 Cal screamin - fuck you | 26 | |||||||||||
| 13 | Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 27 | No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you | [Verse 2 - Fabolous] | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | That's why I ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you | When I pulled the 5 out; I kinda expected | 28 | |||||||||||
| 29 | For the backstabbers, to be standin behind me, wit they knives out | 29 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | When I pulled the 5 out, I kinda expected | 14 | ||||||||||||
| 15 | For the back stabbers, to be standin' behind me, wit they knives out | 15 | ||||||||||||
| Then the Range, wit the fins drove in | Then the Range, wit the fins drove in | |||||||||||||
| 30 | I wasn't shocked to see my foes, dressed in friends clothin' | I wasn't shocked to see my foes, dressed in friends clothin | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | But - I still pull through the stuy; wit handguns | 31 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | But I still pull through the sty, wit handguns | 16 | ||||||||||||
| As big as the one, Robocop pulled from his thigh | As big as the one, Robocop pulled from his thigh | |||||||||||||
| 32 | You prolly heard about the bullets I buy and how it look like | You prolly heard about the bullets I buy; and how it look like | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | I'm throwin' batteries, when the bullets shoot by | I'm throwin batteries, when the bullets shoot by | 33 | |||||||||||
| 17 | 17 | |||||||||||||
| So what, you wear a vest, why would I care | So what, you wear a vest, why would I care | |||||||||||||
| If I aim for ya chest, that be a good idea | If I aim for ya chest, that be a good idea | |||||||||||||
| 34 | Nigga, it's nothing to clap ya but I'm more worried | Nigga, it's nothing to clap ya; but I'm more worried | 34 | |||||||||||
| Bout the groupie cops, who wanna put they cuffs on a rappa | Bout the groupie cops, who wanna put they cuffs on a rappa | |||||||||||||
| 35 | That's why I'm limpin off wit a freak; and a lawyer | 35 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | That's why I'm limpin' off wit a freak and a lawyer | 18 | ||||||||||||
| Who woulda got O.J. Simpson off in a week | Who woulda got O.J. Simpson off in a week | |||||||||||||
| 36 | I could show you how to blow up on ya own in a Benz | I could show you how to blow up on ya own; in a Benz | 36 | |||||||||||
| 37 | That'll hit a buck and make the windows go up on they own | That'll hit a buck! and make the windows go up on they own | 37 | |||||||||||
| 38 | Wit a stash box compartment for; a handgun | 38 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | Wit a stash box compartment for a handgun | 19 | ||||||||||||
| That make holes the size of peep holes, on apartment doors | That make holes the size of peep holes, on apartment doors | |||||||||||||
| 39 | My closet look like department stores and you wonder why | My closet look like department stores; and you wonder why | 39 | |||||||||||
| 40 | Ya girl's comin' home, wit a cigar sip for | Ya girl's comin home, wit a cigar scent for | 40 | |||||||||||
| 41 | Cause I just dump the light Dutch master guts | 41 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | 'Cause I just dump the light Dutch, mash the guts | 20 | ||||||||||||
| You won't believe how much ass I touch | You won't believe how much ass I touch | |||||||||||||
| Who else struts pass the sluts, and a chain wit so much | Who else struts pass the sluts, and a chain wit so much | |||||||||||||
| 42 | Ash and cuts, that it hangs much pass the nuts | Acid cuts, that it hangs much pass the nuts | 42 | |||||||||||
| 43 | That's why I get followed by broads; wit deeper throats | 43 | ||||||||||||
| 44 | That's why I get followed by broads wit deeper throats | Then the people at the circus, that be swallowin swords | 44 | |||||||||||
| 45 | Then the people at the circus, that be swallowin' swords | Y'all hopin that the Don fall off; but my money's long enough | 45 | |||||||||||
| 46 | Y'all hopin' that the Don fall off but my money's long enough | To keep shootin ya bank until, ya arms fall off | 46 | |||||||||||
| 47 | To keep shootin' ya bank until, ya arms fall off | I'm eatin, and I ain't have to use someone's utinsels | 47 | |||||||||||
| 21 | 21 | |||||||||||||
| 22 | I'm eatin', and I ain't have to use someone's utinsels | 22 | ||||||||||||
| And when you clean as me, you know that every bum is against you | And when you clean as me, you know that every bum is against you | |||||||||||||
| 48 | But please don't let someone convince you to test the kid | But please don't let someone convince you; to test the kid | 48 | |||||||||||
| And get hit wit slugs as long, as a No. 2 Pencil, fucka | And get hit wit slugs as long, as a No. 2 Pencil, fucka | |||||||||||||
| 49 | I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you | [Chorus 2 - 2x] | 49 | |||||||||||
| 23 | Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you | 24 | ||||||||||||
| 25 | That's why I ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you | 25 | ||||||||||||
| 26 | 26 | |||||||||||||
| 27 | I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you | 27 | ||||||||||||
| 28 | Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you | 28 | ||||||||||||
| 29 | No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you | 29 | ||||||||||||
| 30 | That's why I ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you | 30 | ||||||||||||
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