Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If They Want It, artist - Fabolous. Date of issue: 06.12.2009
Song language: English
If They Want It |
| New hit Fabulous straight from Desert Storm |
| Whaaaaaat! |
| I don’t understand how niggas insist to knows bout |
| How we spend car money to glist our rolls out |
| Play bars and buy the cris and moes out |
| Flash benjies just to twist the hoes out |
| Fabolous the one from the menatti mix |
| Known to have more kicks than karate flicks |
| Slim nigga in a big body six |
| Wit enough dough and pull to Gotti fixed |
| If I wasn’t rappin I’d have a ??? |
| Down south in a town you never heard before |
| Dealin wit weight Columbians would murder for |
| ??? |
| cats I keep burnin for furthermore |
| I’m the nigga every freak press be in a sleek S |
| That’s gon need week rest after greekfest |
| Jump in private jets just to sneak west |
| Bet these calico shots rip through ya weak flesh |
| Niggas want it |
| Now they get it |
| Bitches on it |
| Now they wit it |
| Flooded up and custom fitted |
| Tinted up and BB kinted |
| Y’all gon wonder how we did it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we get it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we did it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we get it |
| Now sports the kind of nigga you could spot everyday |
| Sip lots of cherry 'Ze in a hot chevy 'Le |
| I know’s a few niggas that plot to bury J |
| Wanna scar my face put a shot in my derrier |
| What you gon do when we send shots from every way |
| We got perion while y’all got perrier |
| I strut past in diamonds that could cut glass |
| Wit dime bitches that’ll make a nigga nut fast |
| Now I gotta fiend bout to throw some chrome on a quarter |
| Cop a crown and put stones on a border |
| Smoke the trees now that’s grown underwater |
| Still keep 9's that’ll put ya bones out of order |
| Got the condo cats will leave ya dead for |
| Chicks givin sarges and crucial head for |
| That make local cops go to feds for |
| Anything you want nigga now I got the bread for |
| (Dj Clue) |
| My nigga lil' Rob I see ya! |
| Carlyle |
| My nigga 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 so cool I could play Texas |
| In Avirex’s light gray lexus |
| Rockin white diamonds wit a gray necklace |
| Fuck and bounce don’t even stay for breakfast |
| We doin shit that’ll make maid neck twist |
| Wit a fancy chick we pay to pet kiss |
| Fuck studs I’m bout to throw bagettes in my ear |
| And be getting head from brunettes in a lear |
| If you ain’t talkin money I don’t wanna chit chat |
| Throwin partys in Jamaica when I hit plat |
| Receivin chips thugs catch cases for |
| Make bitches beat me til my waist is sore |
| Sport come through nigga like checks on the first |
| Doin the bump drivin a lex in reverse |
| Now we don’t pop it unless it’s a hundred a wop |
| And I’ma keep hittin y’all like an abusive pops |
| (Dj Clue) |
| DJ Clue, Fabolous |
| Fresh out York Star |
| Concords |
| Bronx entertainment |
| Y’all gon wonder how we did it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we get it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we did it |
| Y’all gon wonder how we get it |
| (Dj Clue) |
| My Nigga Lou, Willies |
| You know how we do it |
| That platinum shit |
| Word up! |