.44 Freestyle Songtext

von Fabolous

[Fabolous (Fab) (Dj Clue)]
Ladies And Gentlmen
Its My Pleasure To Present To You (My Pleasure) (Yeaaa, Yeaaa)
Street Family (Ah Ha, Ah Ha!)

Street Fam, That Street Fam (Woo Woo)
It's The Realest That You've Ever Seen (New Fabolous, Paul Cain)

And Ya'll Know Who I Be Right? (Come, On!)
Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Lo Loso (Yea!)
Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Loso
Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Loso (Wooooooooooo!)

It Wont Stop, Until I Do The Numbers I'm Suppose To
And My Account Got As Many Numbers As A Social
With A Beach House That's, Somewhere On The Coast To
Bunch Of Bad Bitches That Some Of Ya'll Propose To (Clue Clue!)
I Hear Niggaz Talk, Dumber Then They Suppose To
I'll Plug A Leak, Like A Plumber Is Suppose To
Ride This Clean Yea, Someones Gonna Oppose You,
Please Don't Make Me Be The Someone Who Expose You, (Word Word!)
I Snatch Ya Kids, Or Someone That You Close To,
Then The Body Parts Start Coming In The Postal,
Summers Getting Close To, Gotta Go Drop,
I Gotta Slow Bop In The Prada Low Tops,
My Domicanna Sell Out A Co-Op,
She Also Can Suck The Gum Outta Blow Pop, (Woo!)
The Feds Wanna Talk To My Accountant To,
They Heard I Bottle Green Like Mountain Dew,
Too Many Rocks To Be Countin Boo,
The Globe Look Like The One In The Scarface Fountain Do
But They Cant Take The A Though (Nah!), Point Blank Will Open Yea Face, (Nah)
To The White Like A Baked Potato
And I'm Not New At This,
I'm On The Jet, But Aint Nothing Change
But The Piline Stewardess (Ah Ha, Ah Ha!)
The Guy In Fur, Continental Flying Spur,
You Might Wanna Keep An Eye On Her, (Clue Clue!)
Or Question The Moves
Before I Have Her In Sex Positions, That Look Like Wrestling Moves, (Damn)
Get Some Chest Shots, Coming My Way
Believe Me (Yea!) Ya Vest Not Stoppin My Kay, (Yea!)
3 Cars, The Rest Not In The Drive Way, (Yea!)
You Know I Got Rest Spots Like A High Way (Yeaa!)(Ah Ha)
And Mid-Town, The Loft Cost Big,
The Jersey, Back-Yard Is Golf Course Big (Uhh Huh)
Brooklyn, It's Jay, And Of Course Big
After That Its Me, F-A-B... You Knowww (Ah Ha Ah Ha!)
Now What You Know About Chauffers (Huh?)
The Roof Tucked In Like A Fold Out Sofa (Woo!)
Its More Heat When I Spray Off Rhymes
The Prices Is Up Like Floor Seats At Playoff Time,
You Feel Me?

[Paul Cain (Paul) (Dj Clue)]
Chea (Yea Yea)
Hey Yo Fab I Got These Niggaz (Come On!)

This Shit Don't Stop Until The Cribs Like Madison Square
5 Ms In Income Is What I Average A Year,
Poppin Corks, Not The Real Talk But Fab In A Leer,
Right Now, I'm Dead Close I Aint Braggin I Swear, (Ah Ha, Ah Ha)
Cause Im A Hustler, I Eat Like Im Suppose,
Fab Taught Me To Watch People, Mainly The Leeches And The Hoes,
I'm No Longer In Ta Beefin With My Foes, I'm In Ta Chicks Freakin After
Shows Sippin Peach And Different Flows,
I Even Taught My Young Boys To Speak To Me In Code,
Cause Its Hard To Tell, Which Niggaz Leakin To The Po's (Yea Yea!)
Greasballs In The Hood, Wanna Creep Me And I Knows,
Just Said A Couple Sandles Would Keep Me On My Toes
So I Travel With The Ninas Cause The Last Two Bodies That Drop
Got Niggaz Walkin Around The Hood Like Ballerinas,
From Experience I Learned That A Wrachet In The Beamer (What!)
Calm My Nigga Down With A Savage Ass Demeanor
I Would Be Damned If That Aint True
Talking Reckless On Smack When, We All Know That Aint You, (Aww Noo)
Nigga You Actin Out Of Character, Reading From A Movie Script,
Cross Me, And I'm A Have To Do You From The Uzi Grip
Your Shits Hilarious, You Think U Gonna Fool Me Prick, (Huh?)
You A Fraud, I Know The Clown Niggaz You Be With,
They Don't Draw Guns, They Draw Sketches For The Jake,
And Think I Don't Know? Them Diamonds In Them Neckleces Is Just Fake, (Clue Clue!)
And Im Known Over Sea's But Respected In The States,
Ask Clue, But Im Gonna Throw The Heckler In Yo Face, Fuckin Snakes, Chea

[Dj Clue]
Yea Mannnn... Yea Man

Hes A Hustler! Hes A Hustler. Part!... Part One

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