Fabolous

[fox69]

"Situationships"
(feat. Mack Wilds & Tiara Thomas)

"Situationships"
(feat. Mack Wilds & Tiara Thomas)



[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
We all had situationships
Good sex Bad relationships
Had dinner dates had vacation trips
Now the respect is lost, the admiration dips
And all we do is fucking argue
Yeah that's it,
Fuck and argue
Why have somebody lying with me every night
If they just gon be lying to me every night I'm trying but I'm never right
Buying shit you never like
Two wrongs just make us wrong why even be together right we
Used to be lovers now we
Used to eachother keep
Accusing eachother of us, using the other
And what's crazy is soon as you fall back they crawl back
Saying they sorry and want it all back
How do I get myself in these situations
I think I know

[Chorus - Mack Wilds & Tiara Thomas:]
Somebody gonna be mad if they hear me sayin that
I'm single
Cause lately I been feeling like
I'm single
How does together feel so alone
Like I'm a stranger in my own home
Like I'm single
Guess I'm single,
Single (I'm single)

[Verse 2 - Fabolous:]
Titles ain't shit if the story don't match it
Now you got a itch looking for a way to scratch it
Flirting online hoping shorty don't catch it
In the strip club
You do it for the ratchets
Meanwhile, discussing turn into fussing
Name callin and cussin the person you put your trust in
You tryna take back something you already said
That's like giving CPR to something already dead
And it is what it is
Or it is what it isn't
The comfort of us is no longer sufficient
But, I hid it well in public I didn't yell
We got everybody fooled but I think the kids can tell
That this situation ain't the best
It ain't the worst
It been times that I felt like this
It ain't my first
That alone got me like try harder or why bother
One thing I know...

[Chorus - Mack Wilds & Tiara Thomas:]
Somebody gonna be mad if they hear me sayin that
I'm single
Cause lately I been feeling like
I'm single
How does together feel so alone
Like I'm a stranger in my own home
Like I'm single
Guess I'm single,
Single (I'm single)

 

[fox69]

"Slow Down"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Slow Down"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Intro - Fabolous:]
I wanna be your number 1 fan, but from the stage
Know it’s hard to see way up in the stands

I understand, but damn [x2]

Wishing I could be that one man, but you juggle
Way too many of them with one hand

I understand, but damn [x2]

[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
Yea, Slow down baby, let me be your yellow light
The way we met was wrong, let me say hello right
You need a mellow night, a break from this ghetto life
The way I roll make them haters wanna yellow dice
She say what matters is that you keep them stilettos nice
And when you slap this ass, it shake like Jello, right?
Well alright, roll them cigarellos tight
I nicknamed her bape chicken and yellow rice
Pretty brown skin, long blonde hair
And she know they talking but she never gon’ care
Cause when you balling trash-talk is what you gon’ hear
I can’t imagine what a fall upon LeBron’s ear
Always been the girl that didn’t have to wait in line
Niggas buy her watches just for making time
Fake say "give it up" never had to ask
They call her the stick up girl that never wore a mask
Baby, ain’t you tired of life in this fast lane?
Packing luggage, rushing, trying to catch that last plane?
There’s some dudes who take pride in trying to gas dames
The same dudes will see her and give they last name
Funny how I became the apple of her eye
The game went South and I’m a rapper from NY
Don’t get me wrong: lil mama love "Trap or Die"
But through it all she kept her watch on the dapper guy
And fell in love with a 2009 verse
She said before we met, I fucked her in her mind first
We crossed paths, a mixture of karma and luck
I walked in strong, mentally palming my nuts
I got em swarming and stuck, she calm in the cut
You know me? I can spot a Swan from a Duck
My approach? Smoother than an Armani tux
The diamonds going off, like the alarm on a truck
The small talk, warming her up, she palming her cup
She told me that I make her laugh and I’m charming as fuck
But for now she had to go, the chat just quickly changed
She was chilling, now she leaving, I mean that was kinda strange
Asked "can we meet again?" She said "that can be arranged"
And I’m sure we both have phone numbers that can be exchanged
We did, she slid, that’d a be explained
But for now she hopped into a Platinum-colored Range

[Trey Songz:]
See baby, see you gotta get ur mind right while there’s still time left.
You know life, wanting VIP sections and flight confirmations
Jumpin start to star, got ur own constellation
I aint tryna say dat u, shit, maybe I am
Never follow ur heart
Sure to lose your mind…if u neva follow ur heart..

[Bridge:]
You need to Slow down…(Yes baby u need to slow down) [x2]
Slow Down….
You need to Slow down
You need to Slow… You need to Slow… You need to Slow Down
You need to Slow…
Baby for real You need to Slow it on…Slow it on Down.

 

[fox69]

"So Ghetto Freestyle"

"So Ghetto Freestyle"



Back atcha
Yellow G, Clue
Brooklyn...
I spit that murda murda murda, that mur-mur-mur-murda shit
I spit that g-g-g, that g-g-g-gansta shit
I spit that Brook-Brook-Brook, that Br-Br-Br-Brooklyn shit

Ay, look
The streets talkin, they say I'm back lookin like me
I still got it, and ain't nobody took it from me
They sayin I'm nice, it's like I hit my prime twice
I'm not your cup of tea, I'm Patron, lime, ice
Mixed in a shaker, my style is like a chilled shot
Less burn, but I'm still hot
I charm your lady, then I strong arm your lady
Tell her deflate these balls one time for Brady
It's lines like that, make you rewind that back
I flip mine like crack, I'm trynna grind that back
You see, I've always been a hustla, cook it up for the customers
Kept workin the spot til it got muscular
Ya chick is a groupie, she could fit a tour bus in her
Matter fact, I heard she had the whole tour bus in her
You the type of sucka that fall in love and bust in her
When all it ever took was one spliff to bust a bust in her
Trustin her, thinkin that's your boo thing fam...
Now you know why she love the Wu-Tang Clan
She'd prolly fuck anything with a new chain, man
So imagine what she'd do to 2 Chainz, damn...
Fuck it, time to pop the new swag off
I got the wave back, I took the doo rag off

 

[fox69]

"So NY"

"So NY"


[Intro]
Best things come to those who wait
It’s time to go get it

[Hook]
I said I’m so New York, Weezy probably don’t like me [x3]
La-dada-da-da-da-daaaa

For my city, emphasis on my city
You got to go to L.A. if your looking for Diddy
You gotta check C.T. if your looking for Fitty
Niggas in Paris, but what about the city?
I’m so N.Y. like the folks who make Playstation
Hope ya’ll enjoyed your summer vacation
I been on that medicine, all y’all sick patients
Time to come for Sugar Hill, word to Ray Nathan
I’m coming for the belt and I stay H’ing
Coming for your Idol, word to Clay Aiken
Pause- in case they take it the wrong way
And bitch nigga always take it the wrong way
Still spitting, I’m the city’s saliva
Want the keys to it like the designated driver
Sometimes I listen to my old rhymes, it feels like I had the fucking keys the whole time
Ain’t gotta give me credit, I take cash
(Broooklyn) Yeah we take cash
Those old niggas trying to live off their old bodies
These young niggas think they killing shit, with no bodies
But this ain’t about old school, new school
Cause my old school look better than your new school
And I drive my new school like my old school
Just to wave at the teachers from my old school
In Flex We Trust I let him do my old schools
The girl used to brain me, you love my old school
Stop playing, you boys grew up on me
I fed you, burped you, until you threw up on it
I gave these niggas style, they never had a Clue
But they heard the freestyles yea they had the Clues
Been doing this a while, probably had your boo
She probably came back had a little attitude
Gun charge, oh yea I had like two
My black lawyer beat them, never had a Jew
I done had a few, never use, had them new
So I’m Pac, in a white suit, I Ain’t Mad At You
No Diddy, no Dupri, no Dr. Dre
No Cash Money from Baby, and no Rocs from Jay
And I’m still here, I’m still here!
I’m so New York that I’m still her

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Sorry Not Sorry"
(feat. Bryson Tiller)

"Sorry Not Sorry"
(feat. Bryson Tiller)



[Fabolous:]
I'm way too different to treat the same
You still playing I already beat the game
I'm not with the breakup the make up shit
I'm on some wake up and cake up shit
So no apologies just a pile of G's
Make stacks for my niggas all my power G's
Tryna to kick I don't like your soccer
Curve a chick like a lipo doctor

[Bryson Tiller:]
I used to think about how you would act
When a nigga got money
Now you done switched up on me
Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me
Okay so now you wanna make love to me

Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

Just be honest, girl, what you want from me?
This ain't nothing new, keep it so 100
I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me
I go by God-Tiller, you better run from me
Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money
Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me
I'm high on life, that's what it does for me
My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)

Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

This the shit I don't condone
Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it
Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit
Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah
Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up?
This the motherfuckin' 502 come up
And every time I'm back in the city
Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)

Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Fabolous:]
Look, you could've been and you would've been
You get it now but you never understood it then
News bulletin yup all our bullets tins
I'mma pull a Benz up
Pocket full of bands
What's up with them get back texts
Yes we wasn't working out time to get back flexing
Same phone who's this ya I switched up on you
What happened to old boy, oh he bitched up on you
Now she want to ride stick, tryna witch up on you
When I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came through with Tiller, I'm posted with killer
Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young nigga
And now it's T R A P S O U L, with the boy who rap soul
[?] in the winter like Thanksgiving dinner
Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics
You niggas stay far from me 'til your bitch get near it

[Bryson Tiller:]
Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

It get to a point that you know
You get money it's like what is you doing it for
So when you find somebody special it's like
They become your motivation behind what you do
You know what I'm saying (ya)
You got a lady or you got kids (Of course)
You know what ever you got
That become your motivation (ya)
You know what I'm saying
(Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot easier
Of course when you have somebody that is doing the same thing
Or even just grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's)
So what's your motivation
(You)

 

[fox69]

"Sound Bwoy Buriell Freestyle"
(feat. Stack Bundles)

"Sound Bwoy Buriell Freestyle"
(feat. Stack Bundles)



[Fabolous:]
Bless
Okay see I'm living, like I'm back at KD crib and everything nice
Just like the AD libs, I seen Smith & Wesson
I was back in JD crib, was more excited seeing 50 pounds at AD crib
No disrespect to the CoCo brothers
The fame is cool, but the money make me loco brother
See I'm smooth, but still shine like cocoa butter
And since "Breathe" I had the game in a chokehold brother
Yeah, rest in peace, shout to Eric Garner
You come at us, we coming back at you, I swear it's karma
I'll be back -- Terminator, Sarah Connor
The Ghost black, the leather seats is Ferragamo
The top chrome, I'm just a knight in shining armor
As soon as it get late I'm tryna find a yawner
A shawty with her mouth wide, let her do the honors
You might see me in the field, tryna do my farmer
Looking for a ho, just being a gardener
In the club I play spades, just me and my partner
Y'all reneging, ya'll be playing it wrong
Overbiddin', ya'll ain't got what you say in them songs
So it's us against them, from now and going forward
The homie said he got the four, I guess we're going bored
I call it like I see it, I never do possibles
I dodged a few bullets, got over some obstacles
Bailed out of jails, checked out of hospitals
I was in the house for dope, now I'm in the House of Blues
Rest in Peace to Dae-Dae
I'm money on Fridays, the freestyles is payday
When it drop, Mayday, another murder verse
I can't stop the wave, all you can do is learn to surf
Some of these fuckboys need a lesson on manners
Talking about your baby, joking on Nana
They wouldn't say Jack when I was holdin' on hammers
Flippin' white squares, I'm talkin' blonde Vanna
Stack bundles of the Montana
We miss Stacks, shout out to Montana
Rest in peace to Chinx
We used to dead you on your chain, rest in peace your link
Or mix it with the soda, not the recipe for drink
I mean the recipe for white, not the recipe for pink, uh
RIP Pimp C, top dollar and bottom bitches all a pimp see
Salute the Underground Kingz, you're gone but not forgotten
I feel ya'll niggas watchin'

[Stack Bundles:]
Listen, the bargainin's outta the question
Niggas inquirin' about robbin' me, that's not a suggestion
Only thing they ever took from me was advice
Cool as I'm is, you don't need no ice
The Rollie clean, gold plated
With Goldie around, all the hoes hated
Cause his mack game serious
Disrespectful like Eddie Murphy in Delirious
You can tell I'm gettin' money
Cause nowadays even my corny jokes is funny
Bitches keep smilin' even when you insult 'em
Cause the kid keep stylin' like Groovey Lew helped 'em
I gave 'em a reason to be hatin' 'em
Copped the whole Dungaree table in the Atrium
Red monkey, all blue bloodin' 'em
Ed Hardy, short-sleeved, rhinestone stuntin' 'em
Niggas actin' like they ain't respectin' my name
A polo rockstar wild it out and choke 'em with the chain
They say violence ain't never solve nothin'
But a asshole is runnin' around frontin'
And I'm backin', you do the math
You don't deserve a whole clip, I leave you with half

[Fabolous:]
Rest in peace to all the fallen soldiers
Light one up for 'em
Pour something up for 'em
I see you King
We miss you niggas man...

 

[fox69]

"Spend It"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Spend It"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Intro/Hook]
[Fabolous/Trey Songz]
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
It's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
It's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it

[Trey Songz]
I'm smokin on exotic, she bitching about her stomach
When we have sex she felt it in the stomach
Throw that money up, she make that money vomit
And when I'm with the school bitch, money was the subject

[Hook]

[Verse 1 - Fabolous]
I'm ridin round to my city, emphasis on my city
This bullsht ain't gon carry on
No none of that shit fly with me
Yeah I'm back with my guy with me
That boy named Trigga Trey
We ridin round we gettin it
Maybe I stay out them niggas way
Just like the late Bigga say
More money, more problems
Matter fact I'd rather that to having no money be your problem
If hustle plus muscle equals success then it's no problem
Think I care if you fuck with me
No sir that's a ho problem
We be on the loud shit
Y'all be smoking that low volume
Over here is going down, over there ain't no slalom
I'm so fly I need a co-pilot
Need a ride but with low mileage
And all my girls be holding in the back, no wallet

[Hook]

[Trey Songz]
I'm ridin round windows up
Young peace town can't wait to fuck
Another one in the back can relate to her
Got tittes big and they fake as fuck
My niggas got em pistols I'll never catch no case bra
Life is like a strip club and I always got my paper up
Swears like a nigga can make enough
Fame for the kk beggin up
Stop it, watch it, pocket, scrap it
Niggas know I got it
Knowledge where she drop after that I take her shopping
Bitch niggas be talkin we just call it pussy poppin'
Trigga's home, where he go though? I been on what you ain't know ho
Snatch the doze up on that photo
Make that girl tattoo my logo
She go below the belt cha that's a low blow
Made her say ah and I ain't talkin coco loso

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Started Something"
(feat. Daphne Larue)

"Started Something"
(feat. Daphne Larue)



[Daphne Larue:]
Understand me you fuckin with the family
You know who my man be
Niggas done started something
Ungrateful I see what the hate do
Even though we made you
Niggas done started something
If you try to play me crazy (crazy)
Niggas done started something
If you try to play me crazy (crazy)
Niggas done started something

[Fabolous:]
You bit off more than you can chew
Ain't much more that I could do
Than go look for you niggas, I got a warrant for your crew
Ya'll done got me started, put me in this position
Pushed my buttons, put the key in my ignition
Nigga once the engine runnin', I'm coming to injure something
Fuck me like I'm sex, promise revenge is coming
Sometimes, can't wait for karma to get em back
And momma said if they hit you, you better hit em' back
See that's how I was raised, that's how I'm not phased
Cause I'm worth too much nigga, that's how I appraise
I done cut off the frauds, disappeared enemies
I'm not a fan of phony vibes, and weird energy
Even a friend of me, started hating on a G
It seem petty, like Bruce spelling his Kaitlyn with a C
Man I see it all, if he tazed me it wouldn't shock me
Dog I heard it all, if you Jay-Z you couldn't Roc me
Couldn't knock me, so they had to go another route
White sheets over you, for helping under covers out
Like Thanksgiving day, slide through your mother house
We gone pull them muffins out, blow a nigga stuffin out
Shorty you know nothing bout, finishing games
This the flow that blemish yo' name, deminish yo' fame
Boy your whole style is trash, your image is lame
I'll set yo' ass on fire, then extinguish yo' flame (Woo)
From start to finish, I finish then I start again
Ran into yo' broad again, I met her at the party inn
Fed her that bacardi then, spread it like acordians
Then she made it clap for me, better than a audience
She say you keep calling, tryna get her into arguments
How you was cool, but now you sweater like a cardigan
Once you get a real nigga, get rid of the fraudulent
I can handle that bay, tell me where he at baby

[Daphne Larue:]
Understand me you fuckin with the family
You know who my man be
Niggas done started something
Ungrateful I see what the hate do
Even though we made you
Niggas done started something
If you try to play me crazy (crazy)
Niggas done started something
If you try to play me crazy (crazy)
Niggas done started something

 

[fox69]

"Stay"
(feat. Marsha Ambrosius)

"Stay"
(feat. Marsha Ambrosius)



[Chorus:]
I've got some things to say, Oh
Please dont go
So dont you turn away, Oh
Please dont go
I need you here to stay, I
Miss you so

[Verse 1:]
My daddy left me, and he aint even die
So when he did go, I aint even cry
I had reason, but that aint even why
How could he have failed if he aint even try
I ask no questions, I aint even pry
Truthfully I wanted to I cant even lye
Like a canceled flight, that aint even fly
To just walk away, like you aint even my
Like, like, like I aint even your
I cant even say it, I aint even sure
He shouda gave me everything and left me even more
But he left me without saying what he was leavin for
And thats when I became a man
And thats the day he stopped bein one
This year I became a father
And imma die bein one, wassup son

[Chorus:]
I've got some things to say, Oh
Please dont go
So dont you turn away, Oh
Please dont go
I need you here to stay, I
Miss you so

[Verse 2:]
I have nightmares of me not bein round
He took his first steps and daddy couldnt be in town
Daddy's entertaining everybody
But missed out when it came to trainin for the potty
I give a fuck about hip-hops new beef
I was more excited when my son grew teeth
So I same the problem
Of the famous stardom
Just like Em and Haily
Just like Game and Harlem
Weezy's at the awards with Miss. Carter
Nah not his date, I'm talkin bout his daughter
Now thats stuntin like your daddy
Cuz its crazy when you wanna be nuthin like your daddy
And if you never been a man
That's the day you start bein one
This year I became a father
And imma die bein one, wussup son

[Chorus:]
I've got some things to say, Oh
Please dont go
So dont you turn away, Oh
Please dont go
I need you here to stay, I
Miss you so

[Marsha Ambrosius:]
So hear the truth remain to let me go
I wont hold that against you, I moved on
Just look what I become since you been gone
Now dont you turn away, Oh, please dont go
Here's what I got to say, Oh
Please dont go
Oh why'd you go away, Oh
Please dont go
I needed you here to stay, Oh
Please dont go
I cant believe this day, Oh
Please dont go

[Chorus:]
I've got some things to say, Oh
Please dont go
So dont you turn away, Oh
Please dont go
I need you here to stay, I
Miss you so

[Outro:]
Why did you leave me
Tell me why you dont care
Daddy tell me why did you leave me
Why you dont care
Tell me why did you leave me
Daddy tell me why you weren't there
Why did you leave me

 

[fox69]

"Steve Jobs"
(feat. Paul Cain)

"Steve Jobs"
(feat. Paul Cain)



[Fabolous]
It goes however I wanted to
These bitches never say can't
I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants
Big house, couple rides
Call that shit Neverland Ranch
Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant
You niggers beneath me
Now go get fucking stomped son
No I run this city I am Brooklyn's Nucky Thompson
If they make me go in
I'ma go right away
My fly ass can't be stopped no flight delay
Gotta a crew of bad bitches
Call em the nice girls
Yo bitches look scary
But she ain't no spice girl
It's 9am when you clock, you're an office worker
It's big Bens in my pocket I'm a rothsberger
Coconut ciroc and pineapple, easy order
Now I got this chick showing me what Yeezy taught her (Amber Rose?)
Welcome to the funeral pay respect
Me and your girl, unibrow, may connect wait a sec
Let it breath...

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Its goes getting more money
They come with more problems
I used to be Mac'ing but now I'm Steve Jobbin' man
See you got 2 choices
You can stay broke or grind
Life is a bitch, and I'm just tryna Oprah mine
Gettin' more money, it comes with more problems
Man used to be Mac'ing but now I'm Steve Jobbin'man
Got 2 choices
You can stay broke or grind
Life is a bitch, and I'm just tryna Oprah mine

[Paul Cain]
Always been a squeezer, I've been on the hollow niggas
Always been a leader no twitter, I don't follow niggas
Fuck glass, drink Rose out the bottle nigga
I promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto nigga
Don't just talk it, be about it
You talk it, but we about it
We do it, you read about it
Leave 'em don't speak about it
We live it, you dream about it
How could you even doubt it
Couldn't get a quarter round here
Unless we allowed it
This is our city, our town, our turf
We eatin' and y'all thirst
Do shoot back, bomb first
Get 'em gone first
Let em fire, arms burst
Regardless of size or status
Stuff em in that long hearse
I think I'm Malcolm X, Huey Newton
Marcus Garvey, I'm surrounded by my army damn
Damn, nigga try and harm me
Fuck what a hater think
How could niggas try to rob me
If I'm out in Abu Dhabi, ferrari's and Maserati's
Fleets pulling up in Nobu's and Cipriani's
Or that F1 race track, good look tryna find me
Wherever I'm at ,I'm smoking some Bob Marley
7 star hotels, you can see the ocean from the lobby
Riding in the goose, riding to the Goose
Believe the great deal with stress
I've been through the most
Changed my whole way of thinking, got a new approach
Fly private if it ain't first class, I'm through with coach
Street fam for life, this we all owe the los
Whole gang bottles in the air
I propose a toast
We dun seen the World
Partied with emirates
We all come from nothing, always remember that
So you should be thankful everytime you spend a stack
For the all classy restaurants we ate dinners ate
All the cars, audemars with the different straps
But always strive for more, never be content with that
No beginner rap, no number 1 contender jack
Arnold Swarzenegger returns, Decembers back