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[Fab]
yesssss
what it look like
tryin 2 show dese niggas man
its dat street fam man we rep dat

I'm with a hundred and one niggas we dalmation doggy Deep
And fly with the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap
Kermit you better think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your song before add libit
I pop up like exzibit
Forget it I'm at your krivitz
Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in your civics
F**k getting your ride pimped
Ull get hard tyed wimped
Have u in da trunk curled up like fried shimp
It's been a good year mayb I shud ride with lim
Cause your boy jus stay above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another name
Take dis family for a joke playing wayan brother games
And I'm a get u sucka I've been skeemin with dis keenin
Aimin with dis daymin
I'm puttin dat major pain in
My lil man zonia marlon and shawn ya
Lay da beef on dis noodle
Make some noodle lasagna
40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta
You reach for dis medalion you must like italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers side
I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, dey say the social drive expired
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for fab


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me


I'm on da grind till da police come
With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that semi twirl youh
Now you could follow the drip
Cause 1 shot outta the clip will jerry curl you
Wen we slop you like seconds
Obey me like peasents
Or get opened up like presents
Please, my yung boysz whilin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilin witchur neck
Say cheese
My doughs a bit longer
My flow is jus slaughter
My wrists look like frozen poland spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with
I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive shit
Havent u all heard (what?)
Ya'll all heard(yup)
I stick toothpicks(where)
In ya all durbs
Listen,
I'm a shark, ya'll jus coyfish(whatelse)
Octopus(whatelse)
Oysters
Chaa
I got my eye on your wifey now(yea)
I'll have her lick me up(up)
And den wipe me down(down)
She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)
She tol me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She tol me ude be beast n ude be checkin for da burn
So I gave her knee pads for da rug
It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle
U surfboy dudes get wiped out


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me


Get you 3-4 get you like da number after 1 I'm a get me 2
It's weezy f u now u gotta hava babayy
My money don't fold nor bends
Mercedes maybach, grey black
And I gota 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
F**k yo city yo town I state facts, take dat
No, better yet like diddy take dat
Wait rats I hate rats
I clean dem out like ajax
Got paper like A fax machine
Ansanin
Damn I mean assanon
Dappa don
After thine dere will be non
Damn I mean dere will be nun
I will be one
Of dat greatest things u ever felt you ever seen
Or heard carter-d havard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me young popeye
Tell bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring ral to your funrol
Damn I mean funeral funerol
You say tomato I say tamata
U say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man u better keep payin me cause u don't want my problems
I be wildin like capital one... what is in your wallet
You fly
But what is it to pilot
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I mean foot up in your ass
I kick dat shit I gon put it in da trash
Diesel


Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mutherf**ka
Yeaa money u ain't never see *yeaa
yeaa uh
You ain't got nuthin on me


Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka
Shades darker den a bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You aint got nuthin on me

Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga
Yeaa*
[Fab]   yesssss   what it look like   tryin 2 show dese niggas man    its dat street fam man we rep dat      I'm with a hundred and one niggas we dalmation doggy Deep    And fly with the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap    Kermit you better think before you ribbit    Don't be murdered over your song before add libit    I pop up like exzibit    Forget it I'm at your krivitz    Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in your civics    F**k getting your ride pimped    Ull get hard tyed wimped    Have u in da trunk curled up like fried shimp    It's been a good year mayb I shud ride with lim    Cause your boy jus stay above the game    They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame    But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim    Go 'head nigga, say another name    Take dis family for a joke playing wayan brother games   And I'm a get u sucka I've been skeemin with dis keenin    Aimin with dis daymin    I'm puttin dat major pain in    My lil man zonia marlon and shawn ya    Lay da beef on dis noodle    Make some noodle lasagna    40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta    You reach for dis medalion you must like italian, nigga    You only see me pushin if the drivers side    I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired    The drop top, dey say the social drive expired    So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for fab          Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*    Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see    I got everything    You got nuthing    You ain't got nuthin on me    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa    I got everything    You got nuthing    You ain't got nuthin on me          I'm on da grind till da police come    With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb    Or... I let that semi twirl youh    Now you could follow the drip    Cause 1 shot outta the clip will jerry curl you    Wen we slop you like seconds    Obey me like peasents    Or get opened up like presents    Please, my yung boysz whilin for respect    Slit your throat, have you smilin witchur neck    Say cheese    My doughs a bit longer    My flow is jus slaughter    My wrists look like frozen poland spring water    So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with    I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive shit    Havent u all heard (what?)    Ya'll all heard(yup)    I stick toothpicks(where)    In ya all durbs    Listen,    I'm a shark, ya'll jus coyfish(whatelse)    Octopus(whatelse)    Oysters    Chaa    I got my eye on your wifey now(yea)    I'll have her lick me up(up)    And den wipe me down(down)    She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)    She tol me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)*    She tol me ude be beast n ude be checkin for da burn    So I gave her knee pads for da rug    It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle    U surfboy dudes get wiped out          Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*    Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see    I got everything    You got nuthing    You ain't got nuthin on me    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa    I got everything    You got nuthing    You ain't got nuthin on me          Get you 3-4 get you like da number after 1 I'm a get me 2    It's weezy f u now u gotta hava babayy    My money don't fold nor bends    Mercedes maybach, grey black    And I gota 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks    F**k yo city yo town I state facts, take dat    No, better yet like diddy take dat    Wait rats I hate rats    I clean dem out like ajax    Got paper like A fax machine    Ansanin    Damn I mean assanon    Dappa don    After thine dere will be non    Damn I mean dere will be nun    I will be one    Of dat greatest things u ever felt you ever seen    Or heard carter-d havard ya'll scared    Not me    Not I    Call me young popeye    Tell bruno I'm a nuno    I'll bring ral to your funrol    Damn I mean funeral funerol    You say tomato I say tamata    U say get em I say got em    Yea I got em    Man u better keep payin me cause u don't want my problems    I be wildin like capital one... what is in your wallet    You fly    But what is it to pilot    Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom    Damn I mean foot up in your ass    I kick dat shit I gon put it in da trash    Diesel          Uh I get money like a *muf**ka*    Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see    I got everything    You got nuthing    You ain't got nuthin on me    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mutherf**ka    Yeaa money u ain't never see *yeaa    yeaa uh    You ain't got nuthin on me          Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka    Shades darker den a bitch but I cud see    I got everything    You got nuthing    You aint got nuthin on me       Yeaa im gettin money like a muf**ka    Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga    Yeaa*