Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ma' Be Easy, artist - Fabolous. Date of issue: 06.12.2009
Song language: English
Ma' Be Easy |
| uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh |
| yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yo, I ain’t got no reason to trick or spend |
| Mami, I’m the reason the chicks begin cheesein’and snickerin' |
| Playa like me? |
| every season these chicks have been |
| Talkin’how I came through the P’s in a sicker Benz |
| Heard about the platinum visas the bricker bends |
| Jewels so icey I need freezers to sitck 'em in I be’s in the keys wit a click of friends |
| Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to grin |
| I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin |
| It’s gon’look like she havin’a seizure I stick it in Skeos say can I get the keys to ya six again? |
| After I nut, that’s when amnesia be kickin’in |
| Most broads I done met, ain’t see a guy |
| Who spend a G on gucci T’s, five for sweats |
| I’m what chicks strive to get, I stay in the P. J's |
| You thinkin (?) i’m talkin’pivate jets, uh I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm — ma’be easy |
| (Watch it, please) |
| Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride — ma’be easy |
| (Put down that cheese) |
| Gotta have a broad wantin’and let me hold somethin'- ma’be easy |
| (You get nothin’from me) |
| You get NOTHIN! |
| So the kid never stresses a female |
| And if you ask where I live they gon’give you |
| addresses to e-mail |
| All that cops can suggest is that he sell |
| How I’m gon’push it unless it’s a v-12 |
| From S’s to CL’s, I request is (?) |
| In the head rests his t. |
| v's dwell |
| They heard how many albums I presses for retail |
| And they can’t get a dime unless it’s a weed sale |
| And lets be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills |
| Gettin Cris’re-fills, my wrist be chilled |
| And my wardrobe look like I got an Ice Berg History deal |
| Still dames have been givin me slow neck |
| And I don’t even know what they real names have been |
| I feel ashamed to spend, 'cause when it comes to knockin''em down |
| I’m right behind Wilt Chamberlin |
| Ma you musta had too many weed totes |
| 'Cause I ain’t givin’you any C-notes |
| I’m all about floatin’on them new skinny speed boats |
| Hundred and somthin wit two skinny deep throats |
| Winter hit, I’m in a new finny ski coat |
| See the screens? |
| ain’t gotta use any remotes |
| No more shoppin’sprees I’m rough wit the ends |
| Keep honeys on their knees, scuffin’they shins |
| I deal wit nothin but tens |
| I be the club king wit diamonds shuffling your friends |
| Chickens get keys, scuffin the Benz |
| Cause they wanna lock me down like I’m Puff in the pens |
| Snatch any chink blond who feel my link longview |
| (One try) I ain’t tryin to put clinks on you |
| Hope trickin ain’n one of the things you think John do Cause thats the way you end up wit a drink on you mami |