| I’m here to shake up the world
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| What what what what what
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| What what what what what
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| Right, right — ghetto
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| I’m something like a phenomenon
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| But still dumpin whenever the dramas on Ya’ll hustlas can’t eat fit meals and it feels
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| Something like when it’s Ramadan
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| Hope you chumps been walkin wit armor on
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| I’m who they dumpin two colahamels on Oh somethings turning his mama on I love to see rumps in Farragama thongs
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| Bet it look dope when you got pajamas on Jump in, lets hit the Bahamas ma And it’s crunk whenever I’m on a song, bumpin like bump bu-bump
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| I’m particulary picky
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| When it come to licky licky
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| Have em slidin off them vickies quickly (o.k.)
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| Under the du-rag thick 360
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| It’s the hypno and sticky icky (I said o.k.)
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| Fly enough to do better but pimp enough to not give a fuck
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| Dumb enough to do better and gangsta enough to not give a fuck
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| Im hustlin enough to know better but ballin enough to not give a fuck
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| Im old enough to know better but young enough to not give a fuck
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| Dud-duh-duh-duh-dammit man
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| I’m in a throwback so old it’ll grandma glance
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| And everybody know
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| everybody go, so please call a stretch ambulance
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| these dudes don’t stand a chance
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| when I pull up like the pamper brand
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| those under lambo slants?
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| wit a mad dam from france
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| wit a ass so big you couldn’t hide it in hammer pants
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| who else be in new york wit Miami tans
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| got everybody doin the street family dance
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| I’m sure this hammer can, make you save that gangsta role for the camera man
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| this is f-a-b you prefably don’t wanna f wit me
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| (please believe it)
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| I’m definantly as responsible for gettin the city high, clef would be
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| (believe it please)
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| I’m introduced to yo women friends (hello)
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| Cuz I buy double deuces to rent a benz (ooh)
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| Like them bootz made by timberland
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| Not half them were mine, since I got drafted and signed
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| Ya’ll players get used to the scrimmagin
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| Not one of them jesus’got lemon gems?
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| You knowYa’ll lips gonna get loose like ya feminine
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| I prove lettin with the semi can
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| Boost my adrenaline
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| You’ll never have use with that hand again
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| Half of my roots is Dominican (faboloso)
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| Me gusta le bejamins
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| This dude got the juice of a pimp in him
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| I’m turning stones like medusa had glimpse of them
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| But right now you can lie and gossip to And later on be the guy who the mobs? |
| look to And right now you can try and prosecute
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| But later on you gon die in the hospital |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not Give A F**k, artist - Fabolous. Album song Street Dreams, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп