Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Round & Round, artist - Fabolous. Album song Real Talk (123), in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.10.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Round & Round |
| Yeah man, Real Talk New York |
| Yeah man, Street fida-dida-damn |
| Yeah man |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| And they say what comes around goes around |
| So the cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down |
| I got a smoother style |
| Fo me it’s +Slow Motion+ like Juvenile |
| 'Til I pass through ya areas |
| The SLR, class lookin' serious, they has to be curious |
| You never seen one of the nastiest lyricist |
| Speed through like he in the +Fast and the Furious+ |
| Like Pharrell, we stand on bars |
| Girls on us like a fan on stars |
| 500 Grand on cars, you’ll see a man on Mars |
| Before a nigga lay a hand on ours (yeah) |
| Catch me in a Diamond chain or the thick cuban |
| In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin |
| Put a grin on ya face, a spin in ya waist |
| The world look like it’s spinnin' in space |
| Whoa, whoa, slow down mami |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |
| What comes around goes back around again |
| And niggas gon' act up now again |
| And What goes up must come down |
| And I’ll be here like What’s Up now? |
| I do the yankee rock it wit a lean |
| Know they can’t knock it when ya clean |
| Girls want me on they ass, like back pockets on the jeans |
| I just try to plug into the socket in between |
| Then watch me do my step |
| At the same time throwin' up who I rep |
| Street fida-dida-damn |
| No other way to put it to ya ma’am |
| But the look’ll say D-D-D-D-Damn |
| I can throw down like a killa |
| Put slugs in banana clips that’ll slow down gorillas, Girl |
| Move like you in a Hula Hoop |
| Then blow me like you tryna cool ya soup, I’m Hot |
| (WHOA!) (WHOA!) |
| Whoa, whoa, slow down mami |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |
| I’m lookin' for a 10 cent wifey |
| Cool as a 10 cent icey |
| That’ll fit in vince nicely |
| Let 'em get close |
| Tell 'em play Demi |
| I’mma get Swayze, you can get Ghost |
| To the press suite at the F-O-Ceezy |
| I’m lookin' at you (Yeah, man) |
| You lookin' at me (Yeah, man) |
| Slow down ma, ya speedin' again |
| We can put the top down, blow weed in the wind |
| But for now, let yo hips go to this |
| Betta yet, let ya lips blow a kiss |
| When I dip low and flip, show the wrist |
| It looks like a froze hypno and cris |
| (WHOA!) (WHOA!) |
| And I’m in amazing shape |
| With the DR flag on the Bathing Apes (Coño) |
| (WHOA!) (WHOA!) |
| Whoa, whoa, slow down mami |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |
| Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) |
| (WHOA!) |