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[Fabolous] Uh, huh, Oh! Yeah, Yeah, Uh! Uh! Yeah, Uh Uh! They call me G-H-E-T-T-O Black star power, like B-E-T shows I`m usually pullin up in the G-T slow Flashing my ring finger with the E-T glow I`m that nucca, act rucka Certified plat nucca Semi-auto, gat bucca Take that fucka Lay flat sucka I`m the Negro, amigo Get every bay from Tampa to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I`m in the blow range, no matter where he go I`m that homie Gat on me I`m the kid not that phony Anybody that know me Knows im here to get that money! Yeah! [Missy Elliott] Heeyyyy! Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go (Fabolous: Blocka, blocka, blocka, blow!) [Fabolous] They call me F-A-B, O-L-O U-S, you just lay down slow! (Nigga) Know this before this, trey pound blow (Uh-Huh) Spit game, get dames to lay down low (Ohh!) I`m da poppy cholo, the cops say the tops on the drops is to low I shop till I drop, when I`m coppin new clothes Bop in the hop, but don`t stop to use hoes I`m that new dude, that include Making sure silencers in the gat is screwed With an it don`t even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I`m that young boy, that slung boy That`ll have em saying, where you get that from boy I`m still leaving niggas, at one choice So run when you hear, that gun noise! (Blat!) [Missy Elliott] You say you rich, then come and talk that shit to me (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) Buy your DVD`s and TV`s, but I like shoes on my Jeep (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) 24-inch wheels, and a good gold grill in the front (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) Gotta closet made for big clothes Gotta do more then treat me to lunch [Chorus] [Fabolous] They call me William H period Bonnie I ride in a seven series with Tommie`s I make another on of America`s hotties And I`m that serious mommy I`m the one, like the Jet Li flick The private jet ski`s sick The motors on the jet ski`s quick The clips in the sets be thick And I done slipped more shots in then Gretzky`s stick I`m the one like Penny Hardaway`s number That`s why dudes say it`s hard to keep my broad away from ya Once your bitch, get the god 2-way number It`ll be hard to get a Happy Father`s Day from ya I`m the one, like the piece that`s on Nelly`s chain You can`t reach me, I`m out of your celly range Bitch I`ll even put canary`s up in your belly chain And just to beat the traffic, hop in a helly main [Chorus]
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