Fabolous Grinding Remix (Feat joe Buddens and Paul
Cain) Lyrics:
[Fabolous:]
Yo, I'ma mothafuckin ghetto superstar nigga...

Right now you can lie and gossip too/ but later on be the guy who the
mobs look to/ and right now you can try and prosecute/ but later on
you gon' die in the hospital
I'm the guy that's responsible/ Denying's impossible/ you ever had
Mitchel and Ness tryin to sponser you?/ you gon' die like the mobsters
do/ actin like gangstas and like Denzel y'all should get Oscars too/ calm
the guys in your hostile crew/ before they get holes in they face the
size of they nostriles too/ Street Family abide by the mobsta rules/ visors
and Oscar shoes/ nylon Lacoste Suits/ you could tell I'm
fly by my posture boo/ I get into the thighs of a prostitute/ then buy her
a popsicle/ that's why you hear lots of ooohs
They ain't never seen a ghetto superstar like me
(No Way)
I'll show you how to do this young'n/ I ain't frontin/ these Jordans
ain't comin/ I'm On The Island's Of saint somthin/ keep the complants
comin nigga

[Paul Cain:]
Yo, a hustle's a hustle from ghetto to ghetto
In A 4.6 Rang Ro Canary yellow Wit metal
Muffle wit muzzle for hit movement
i'ma stop ya blood flow if you try to stop my Chip movement
I be on strips doin
my grind thing brick moving flooded cross on A thick cuban
In a town in the south in the spot four pound In The couch
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Came Back four thou off an ounce
All it takes is a quarter a brick
and a half a pound of dro get your grind game in order to pitch
Bag the crack & the weed up
flip dat pop a dice game and catch a jooks and put it back wit the re-up
that's grindin
4 4 tucked in the linin
get low when them hot ones flyin
come at me wrong you dyin no lyin
Dog you not familiar
Cross me i'ma pop and kill ya

[Joe Buddens:]
it's Joe Buddens, in the streets they call me glocks fa hire
before I was jump off I was Oxes supplier
Y'all passin the roach as for Joe
I'm part time Kaiser Sose's actin coach
Now a days dog I don't hear rappers
fuck bars we can all get the 4s out and play Fear Factor
Move The dick ruger on my hip
but Skane keep talkin that music shit
it's nothin
Let the game know ya man's on the come up
first week sound scan I'm doin Spider-Man numbas, bet
Cars, jewels, casinos, and up
try 2 ball like Paul Pierce I'll Benzino you up
Man ya crews decoys Desert Storm use these toys
bite the bullet like Bruce Leroy
Get right wit me newest King in the league like Mike Bibby,
I'ma show you how to do this son
Birds cluck cause the Vee so fine
and when I'm in the strip club they don't pay Mr. Cheeks no mind
uh, had 'em goin blind cowards want mine
but they Big men Soft like the Dallas front line
Max Payne never seen a con like it
first nigga you to move weight from a palm pilot
Lyrics: Grinding Remix (Feat joe Buddens and Paul Cain),
Fabolous [end]