I've been having some deep thoughts when that L blowin' Niggas in jail know it when you do it Do it yourself and never tell no one You see them shells
This is the last time, I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy Last time but I gotta see my baby I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more Try
Oh, you already know what it is We got anotha one, boy, ATL (Just throw it in the bag) Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son? Wassup Fabo? Hey man, I got that black
The block got my back and my boys do too And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot Every block, every hood, every ghetto got beef Gotta heater
One, two, R-Les, Loso, we do it like, hey Yeah, let's go R-Les, just rock with me now Yeah, yeah Oh, this next selection, oh Same shit, different day
throw it in the bag. [Chorus: The-Dream] Un-huh un-huh un-huh Just throw it in the bag Un-huh un-huh un-huh Just throw it in the bag [Verse 2: Fabolous
Yo', this is for the streets, okay This is for the streets, uh (Ooh woo ) You know I keeps it gangsta (Woo) You know I keeps it gangsta (Woo) Holler at
't do popo Come to my town you can fuck with me and Loso It'll go down (Down,Down) Imma pop the cherry before we hit the telly I was like [Chorus] [Fabolous
Make money, money Make money, money, money Make money, money Make money, money, money Make money, money Make money, money, money Make money, money Make
Alright there ah buddy license and registration Uh, officer is there a problem man whats going on? Yeah I had a report of a UFO What's that? An unidentified
smile an ever lasting smile a smile can bring you near to me don't ever let me find you gone 'cause that would bring a tear to me this world has lost
[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, far
model boy Slade My nigga Miller Jason Jungle Clue! (Fabolous) New York is getting money Va is getting money LA is getting money Fabolous is getting money (Fabolous) Fabolous
Yeah y'all, this the Triangle Offense Ghetto Fab, Paul Cain, Joe Buddens We all 'Street Dreams', at one time or another Fast cars, cash, money, hustlin
doin' my thing Say what, say what, uh huh You don't need us, huh? I see you comin' back to her Like that, with the two-step Fabolous, we out
Got more, get your money in the air like this Fab Time, BK From nothin' to somethin', homie, yes Street fida-dida-dam, yes Ay, it's a new year and I'm
Young money on the floor, track money on the beat That's right man, the young and sexy, baby You're only young as you feel, haha, ya know? Let's get it
Uh! Hah hah hah hah hah Uh! Hah hah hah hah hah Uh! Hah hah hah hah hah It's my world! Hah hah hah hah hah Ya heard? Hah hah hah hah hah Ya heard? Real