intro: fabolous) hey-hey-hey-yo (3x) F-A-B Hey-hey-hey-yo (2x) F-A-B Hey-hey-hey-yo (2x) (verse: fabolous) Aint no tellin what this hpno'll do to me I'm feelin like I can do what I want know, diplo immunity (shorty!) just shake your hips slow and move with me Take a hit of this and sip slow and fluently You sneakin out on ya man, tip-toe in to the V Cause I know you got him whipped though like merangue Lets put on a live strip show just you and me But girl, i'm lookin at them lips though like who is she? They aint never seen the whip, clothe, or jewelry So when I ask you you wanna leave this zip code they "true indeed" "but this is my party, so ride if you want to ya'll could stay home but why would u want to? We gon' party til we laid in graves Sweat out our doobie braids and waves, and scream "hey-hey-hey yo" That groupie made her way Cause when she seen the whips and chains She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'mon (chorus 2: fabolous (2X) This is my party So get fly if you want to Get high if you want to cause I know you want to Put your hands up as high as you want to And if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey yo" (verse: fabolous) I don't know about y'all But we doin' it over here All the glasses got liquid that brewin' it over here Cigars got somethin' sticky that's glueing it over here Ladies movin' it over there, movin' it over here I can fit a few in the Rover's rear We havin' a good time, don't ruin it overs stares You see why we asks-s to see ID Cause girls'll do anything for some VIP access Me I relaxes (easy) cause I'm used to ballin' You could tell that these guys need practice But if it was a problem then I would confront you You saying "no" but your eyes say "you want to" Hard to picture that papi snooks, pigeons and chop up crooks I ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look Would you believe most these bitches would bop us shooked Their asses pokin' out like them pictures in pop up books (chorus 2) (verse fabolous) Oh yea! it's off the Richter Scale Hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell If the ladies would show it off and thick as hell For my hustlers knockin' off them bricks as well And everybody, up north that's sick in jail I probably feel y'all, send you all of the flicks in mail The Street Family speed off six SL's All them chicks'll yell "hey-hey-hey-hey yo" Shake your glass back and forth to mix it well Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell And just from lookin' at them thighs from the front view Girl I know that these guys say they want you I wake up in the same clothes from yesterday Same hoes from yesterday Lightin' clips of the same dro' from yesterday Had hang-overs yesterday You ain't mistaken we in Benz's today But we had them Range Rovers yesterday (chorus 2) (ourtro: fabolous (to fade) yeh-yeh-yeh-uhhh....... yeh-yeh-yeh-uhhh....... Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com