la rabia que el cemento NO No, don't try to apologize Don't play the game of persistence Excused existed before you did No, dont look at me like
lived or be what I am Damn I dont give a damn all up in this booth tryna lay this shit down Yeuh so let me turn it down We all around its a mixtape now
to be wild And she can't be tamed All she wants in life is fortune and fame So she keeps on moving Moving right along Even though she knows Deep down
: (feat. Paul Cain) [Intro: Fab] Yeah, yeah, them niggas just talkin baby, (dont listen to that shit) dont mind them they just talkin baby they know
: [Fabolous] Check my resume, look back at my past to this present day Always been a pirate who been tryna find what treasure lay Castle on the hill,
t Inspectin You, To Say It Was Affectin You What You Wearin Got Me Starin Like You Butt Naked Boo It May Seem, Like I Dont Even Reckon You But I Day
when I bring home paper My ears to the streets what you gonna tell us ? You keep talking down girl you sound like you jealous Chorus Verse 2: Hi honey I'm home She looked
Local or overseas They all go crazy over me Don't matter what part of the world Girls want to be part of my world [Verse 1:] Look, I done had my share
wit a click of friends Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to grin I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin It's gon' look like she havin
deal, No sellin', Been supplyin since Leave niggas on the ground like tire prints We done make ya eyes look bent, Just by the sense These niggas dont
DONT GIVE A FUCK! Look how you wanna look, grill if you wanna grill WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Act how you wanna act, front if you wanna front WE DONT GIVE
ain't on ya face it ain't the cheeks that i stay in Cant deny it, Used to take weeks and persuasion Now I just be lookin' down at these freaks in amazement
not try shit? talkin with that attitude, rollin her eye shit ?You tryin to seduce me with all this fly shit But it aint that easy to get up in my shit Look
we had a bond no ring no paper And I dont hear that shit when I bring home paper My ears to the streets wat you know you tell us You keep talking down
starin at my girl Nigga I know you dont call yourself hollarin at my girl I know you dont call yourself holarin at my girl keepin tha baton,Louie vuttion gucci down
dat speak French, how you say, catch a cab I dont trip Euros, I dont trip Pounds Im balling ball bitches, till I knock em all down Like the 93 Pac, I
Nigas Gona Pop Something. You Dont Really Ant It Niga Better Stop Fronting Cuz When The Things Come Out We Gona Drop Something [Verse 1:] Man Look At
