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"Welcome To My Workplace"

"Welcome To My Workplace"


[Announcer voice]
He's young, he's handsome
He's a poet, a prophet
And many people believe he will be the champion of the world

Welcome to my workplace
This is my "Get Ya Ass Back To Work" face
Bedroom storage, kitchen workspace
Stick a finger in the pot, see how the work taste
SWEET!
Call it rock candy
When you bake cakes, you keep Betty Crock' handy
They say it's best you scratch, fresh new batch
Can you smell what The Rock is cookin?
Wrestling match
1, 2, 3, ding!
We put it in the microwave, not the ring
The Vince McMahon of brick weighing
Make a wall outta them shits, brick laying
The apartments stinker than a fart sent
Like walking in Bloomingdales fragrance department
You smell fumes, from hells tomb
Then it gets moved to the back mail room
That's where it's packaged to deliver
All through the city, and right across the river
Welcome to my workplace
Better than MacCartney with the Beatles when I work base
Get it in, get it out, steady work pace
Last time it was tested, my work aced it
Dude I can't feel my faced it
Sat back like I am wasted
The J.P. Morgan of the coke business
Your moneys funny and I ain't in the joke business
Hi and bye on the phone, I never spoke business
What the fuck I do ain't these folks business
Bitches half-naked, niggas fully loaded
Speaks for itself, don't even gotta promote it
This that Loso's Way
Everybody want that Loso's Way
 
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"What Should I Do"
(feat. Lil' Mo)

"What Should I Do"
(feat. Lil' Mo)



[chorus Lil' Mo]
Does anyone care (anyone care)
Please tell me
Im alone and scared (alone and scared)
Please help mee
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do
Please tell me
Please tell me

[verse 1]
Dear fab
I wrote this letter in confidence you will read it
I suceeded getting my collage education completed
Smart girl not conceded i'm used to being treated anyway
But anyway
Your advice is needed
Im 22 years old,
With a beautiful daughter,
By a dead beat who wouldnt give a quarter to support her
My money was gettin low
And my patience was getting shorter
Heard about his new gf and all the shit he brought
So i caught, fought her, heard she had restraining orders
I still grabbed her pony tail and held her under water
So right now im sorta locked up for manslaughter
Missing every minute i can't spend with my daughter

[chorus]
Does anyone care (anyone care)
Please tell me
Im alone and scared (alone and scared)
Please help mee
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do
Please tell me
Please tell me

[verse 2]
Loso
I know you hold profession as a lyricist
But u prollly never had depression as severe as this
Your music, its like a session with a therapist
I asked the lord to send me any blessin if his hearin this
Im stresssin sumfin serious
Pressin on delirous
A smart man always ask's questions if he's curious
I believe in god, but i dont understand his plan
Why send a spanish man, way up to afganistan?
Hand this man a rifle
Suit me up in camoflauge
I salute the hand of sarge
He is not a man in charge
Im fightin this war
Dont kno who im fightin it for
Might be goin awol anyday ya'll

[chorus]
Does anyone care (anyone care)
Please tell me
Im alone and scared (alone and scared)
Please help mee
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do (what should i do)
What should i do
Please tell me
Please tell me

[verse 3]
Dear fabolous
Im such a fan
I dont have much demands
But im really hopin that you will keep in touch with fans
Coz see,
I know your prolly busy kickin it with one of them pretty girls from on television shaking it

My vision ain't mistaken, i can see you wasnt faking
So i hope, that you can help me with some good decision making
I've been thinkin a lot, so much i havn't slept in days
My mother and father about to go there seperate ways
Im a teen in the cross of a painful divorce
I love my mum and she thinks i'm an angel of course
I love my dad too
I feel tangled and lost
Who's side should i be on?
Your friend deon

Yeah this song is dedicated to anyone who find theyself in a place where they need

Sum advice
You may not always find that person in the physical form
But theres someone you can trust in
Who listens when everybodies ears are shut
Who sees when everybodies eyes are closed
Who speaks when everybodies voices is silent
Put your faith in god
The man will take you from there
Loso

Coz not a day goes by, that i dont wonder why
And what should i do
 
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"When I Feel Like It"
(feat. 2 Chainz)

"When I Feel Like It"
(feat. 2 Chainz)



[Intro: Fabolous]
I ain't in no rush
I handle you niggas when I feel like it
I just be chillin'... yo' bitch is chillin' too
Ha!

[Chorus: Fabolous]
When I feel like it, kill these hoes when I feel like it
When I feel like it, that's my bitch when I feel like it
When I feel like it, kill these niggas when I feel like it
Now I do this shit when I feel like it
When I feel like it, smoke one when I feel like it
When I feel like it, pou' up when I feel like it
When I feel like it, cash out when I feel like it
Now I do this shit when I feel like it

[Fabolous]
The way it's shaped they say it's fake, I can't lie I still like it
No snitch I can't tell if it look real and it feel like it
She bend it over, I will hike it, number one pick, got skills like it
Heard she fucks with some ball player, when I touch down I still spike it
Know I got that check on me, I'm not Nike but it feel like it
At the game on them floor seats, I ain't Spike but I feel like it
We ain't friends, we don't chill like it, you ain't my dog we don't bill like it
My nigga no camera man but he be flashing them steels like it
Where I'm from it ain't Iraq but swear to God it get real like it
Got soldiers in the field like it 'bout mine, you get killed like it
Pussy niggas be commentating, say they ain't hating but it feel like it
Just post a pic of me and his boo on Instagram, think he'll like it

[Chorus]

[2 Chainz]
I ain't a chef I make meals like him, cut them up in thin slices
I got bricks like construct'; you want instructions? You niggas ain't built like me
Competition ain't real like me, I'm so sick, who ill like me?
Two bricks in me suite, so when I leave I bet them bitches still diking
Family good cause I feel like it, I'm hood cause I feel like it
Might not be your favorite artist, but your favorite artist got a verse from me, so they still like it
Ain't nobody popping seals like me, codeine like a supplement
If I make her cum it's a compliment, nigga fuck you, like a parking ticket
Now I got 'caine, like a walking stick, shoot you for a argument
Make all my bitches take all your bitches and play hide and get
I'm getting rich cause I feel like it, take your girl cause I feel like it
Cash her out, toss her up, wash her up that's the spin cycle
And them niggas never did like it, in the car and I got the title
Grandma bought me a hand bible, I bought me a hand rifle
Cause I feel like it, all you niggas look re-cycled
And I'm getting head in the car, while she's driving (ERR!)

[Chorus]
 
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"Why Wouldn't I"
(feat. Paul Cain)

"Why Wouldn't I"
(feat. Paul Cain)



[Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga)
Why wouldn't these bitches love us nigga?
Why wouldn't these niggas hate us huh?
(Why wouldn't they Fab?)
Yeah, (Desert Storm), uh, yeah, uh

[Fabolous]
Why wouldn't I talk as greasy as cheese steak meat
In a strawberry Range, pie crust piping on the cheesecake seats
I'm known for hittin' women's soft spots
With Princess cut Canaries the size of lemon cough drops

[Paul Cain]
I'm right behind 'em in the Porsche drop
Linen soft top, sick chain with 20 point rocks
Take your bitch, why wouldn't I?
The whip got chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden sides

[Fabolous]
Uh, yeah, what's really poppin', usually boys know
This ghetto superstar with the Bruce Lee-roy glow
Niggas has to hate the outcome (yeah)
Plus I'm in a throwback from the same year they assassinated Malcolm

[Paul Cain]
Make so much ends, I got to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble weight
Off the love I can't

[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)

[Paul Cain]
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta

[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance?
Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance?
(Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride?
And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?)
Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees?
Why wouldn't these 20's be on the V's?
(Why wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?)
Why wouldn't I what?

[Paul Cain]
Why wouldn't I pull up to the spot, yellow is all (ok)
Dressed in yellow linen, covered in Canaries never a flaw (uh huh)
Why shouldn't I wear this much ice
The Princesses in my hair, are clear and cut, right?
Why wouldn't I talk this slick (why not?)
With a watch and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick?
So why wouldn't I get it homes (I mean)
To a nigga gettin' money like myself, a little brain that's minimal (yeah)
Might talk but I live it though, sick chain glitter roll
Never sleep and don't stop gettin' that

[Fabolous]
Uh, hold up Cain, uh, why wouldn't I have samples of raw (uh huh)
And academic sample velours (uh huh)
Hypnotic samples the poor (woo)
The European sample is all (yeah)
Will on the right side do with the wings stamped on the door
It's the street family boss, I land by the shores
Get pampered by whores, eat scampy and claws
The kid's been trampeled before by a tramp with no flaws
That's up to they get cramps in they jaws
I keep kefs jammed in the four
Amp meter draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog

[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance?
Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance?
(Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride?
And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?)
Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees?
Why wouldn't these 20's be on the V's?
(Why wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?)
Why wouldn't I huh? Why wouldn't I what?

[Fabolous]
After a million scanned on it (yeah)
Why wouldn't the Range look like it got 20-inch ceiling fans on it (woo)
Only reason you in my face ma'am
Is cause i got the same mike's that Jordan had on the "Space Jam"

[Paul Cain]
Why wouldn't I chase chips
Come through Aves, like "Pluto Nash" in Coupes that look like spaceships
Ridiculous bracelet and the outrageous
Watch with flawless rocks, invisible placement

[Fabolous]
Uh, I oughta feel like a boss (uh huh)
Why wouldn't I get a 100 an appearance, quarter mil a endorse
I oughta feel some remorse
Cause I'm killin' 'em out there, and a stick shift sport utility Porsche

[Paul Cain]
Yeah, I know when you see us, it be pissin' you off
Cause you would think we paid a fortune for the shit that we floss
Spend summers in my Sicily loft
Whole crib, interior decoration done by Christian Dior
(Baby girl), I got cops thats on the payroll
Jet skies, and speed boats docked up in Barbados

[Fabolous]
Green and cream Tims, brocolli and potatoes
Why wouldn't you see the Storm for the rocks and these tornadoes

[Chorus - 2X]
 
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"Wicked Freestyle"
(feat. Jadakiss)

"Wicked Freestyle"
(feat. Jadakiss)



[Intro - Fabolous:]
They ask why we move like that
I mean you know how it is
If you really been out here, that's how you really gotta move
Shit wicked boy
Brooklyn forever

[Chorus:]
Hold up, hold up
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
These streets wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, I be telling em
You hoes wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
I won't show no mercy niggas ask for it
I can't show no mercy niggas ask for it, for real
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, let's get to it though
These streets wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked

[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
Swear if I ain't hit it then my dog kilt her
Bitches think they slick using that dog filter
Shorty know no matter what my piece is here
She pillow talking telling me your piece is dead
Fuck that friendly nonsense keep it monetary
Rocking Fendi monster I'm so fly it's scary
Twin cannons with em that Mariah Carey
My nigga make a movie that's that Tyler Perry
That's the Spike Lee
F. Gary Gray
Chopper beat your face
Call it Mary Kay
Two birds of white girl Ashley Mary Kate
Drop them chickens in the flour let them birds marinate
All my day ones rocking Day-Dates
My son wear a Rollie to his play dates
Say they out the picture shorty photo cropping
I be more concerned bout when that photo dropping
I'm cool on all these mixy niggas photo hopping
They post it but don't buy niggas photoshopping
Everything you niggas want to get I done had that
Know I'm sonning niggas so I started wearing dad hats

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Jadakiss:]
I just went to get it they said I was selfish
Your best songs are somebody else's
Stay away from em allergic to shellfish
It's all good long as you know where the wealth is
Used to play the lobby with the best raw
Then leave the after party with the best whore
Now I'm getting ready for my next tour
Kyrie party right next door
Go on let the pump do that
Art of War you just gotta Sun Tzu that
Got the cuban sitting on the fuck Trump crewneck
I was in the hood you ain't never come through that
There's a reward if they find where we dumped you at
Let a clip off wherever your punk crew at
Far as that work go yeah you know son move that
The whole Tri-state is my state yeah true that
Okay see I'm just reminding y'all
These streets will throw your timing off
Feels like a needle in your spinal cord
And the stamp on the diesel say Final Four
Wicked
 
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"Wolves In Sheeps Clothing"
(feat. Paul Cain)

"Wolves In Sheeps Clothing"
(feat. Paul Cain)



[Intro: Fab]
Yeah, yeah,
them niggas just talkin baby, (dont listen to that shit)
dont mind them they just talkin baby
they know they cant fuck with me baby (that mean they cant fuck wit you)
you tell them like that bitch told scarface (what she say?)
I dont fuck with help

[Verse 1 - Fab]
They say they out for dead presidents never respect it,
First of all ben franklin was never elected,
that mean them and big bills have never connected,
they just say it cause they think it sound clever on records,
Secondly, gods first, should never be second,
and if youre livin' wrong, money can never correct it
I'ma say it once, and its whoever directed,
you'll never get off on me, I'm never the exit
All black everything in my black V
it aint a game and if it was itd be a black Wii
I'm on mah A game, never on that B shit, you on that B shit, never gone be shit.
Thats how I see C shit cause I am D shit, true story like that hollywood E shit,
I say F niggas cause I'm on some G shit, yeah that red and green stripe double g shit.
That was for mah homie, just know I'm thinkin of you
I told him "stay on top, so they can't get above you" (nice)
He told me "I dig that", like a fuckin shovel
Why it take a nigga to go to jail to say he love you?
We be killin em boy we be killin em,
damn, we used to dream of half a million,
Now the family get money like Will and 'em
accounts rise like we fillin' them with hellium
My baby girl got ass its not secret that is
make you look away, and still be peekin' at it
She say "they come with painted faces tryna clown on you,
how they under you but tryna talk down on you?"
You see a rat is gon be that and go for any cheddar
Tell my bitch that I'm no good as if they any better
But her loyalty keep her from them otha boys
Let em holla she just gon' exist above the noise

[Verse 2 - Paul Cain]
Paul Gasol alike, a nigga with the swag of Yao Ming balla type but more Rich Porter type, a small giant, nigga we not at all alike, the shit you just discoverin I been doin all my life.
Y'all niggas call it ballin', I just call it life, I'm still the same as day 1 I dont get caught in all the hype.
So wussup Dash? I can't call ha Ike I guess they don't see Paul all they see is all the ice.
Yellow everything lemon and sour jewels rich head to toe wavy ay the fly Howard Hughes
Enjoy the best of everything we paid our dues, so niggas wanna jump ship and join our crews.
But this aint no joy ride when my boys ride somewhere somebody boy died and never will your boy hide
I'm on frontline no matter how drastic, but otherwise you can find me where the cash is in love with the rapids, no I dont mean white water raftin', I'm talkin bout them 4 door Astons,
Addicted to fashion, diamonds, flashin',but the money music and fast cars is my passion,
I'm no newbie, nor am I a has been these whack rappers give me headaches this just the asprin
I often speak through my actions, but paint pictures with words that you can close your eyes and imagine.
 
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"Y'all Don't Hear Me Tho"
(feat. Red Café)

"Y'all Don't Hear Me Tho"
(feat. Red Café)



[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Sometimes I amaze sometimes I disappoint
Sometimes I blow this paper like it's just a joint
Sometimes I look at change like it's just some coins
Like Shaq at the line, you pro'ly missed the point
This perspective which angle you looking from
When you take a chance ever wonder who you took it from
I'm from Brooklyn son got no problem taking nothing
So I figured I could take nothing and make it something
Tell 'em faking ass niggas they won't make it frontin'
Tell 'em girls lose they clothes and get the shaking something
Purple weed gold bottles now let's Laker something
Cause y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

[Chorus: Fabolous]
Smoking on loud
Swagger to the max
Bad bitches holla
I just holla back
My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em
Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Might be how I'm feeling mixed with what I'm drinking
Got me on some shit that might be what the stink is
You might just be cool it might be what you thinking
It might be something in the eye but to me she winking
Listen before your dumb ass say some stupid shit
I have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit
Ball player swag that's with out the hoop and shit
Two chicks that hanging with Mr Cooper shit
Eat with me if you hungry dawg
But then again High Loyal is a hungry dawg
That's saying hunger make your dog eat you alive
You either starve to death or you eat to survive

[Chorus: Fabolous]
Smoking on loud
Swagger to the max
Bad bitches holla
I just holla back
My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em
Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 3: Red Cafe]
Shakedown on sleep
I'm getting to the money
The way I'm counting sheep
I be counting money
Live from the roof
Empire state
Finna burn this bitch down
Find the next fire escape
I'm high so nothing ain't farfetched
Out in Houston with my rocket no Marques
Fuck with that street fan
Fuck with that Loso
Come to your city spend some tickets at the go-go
Giving back to the hood be what I call it
Smoke grand daddy Kush
I'm in orbit
If they ain't with the family they weirdos

[Chorus: Fabolous]
Smoking on loud
Swagger to the max
Bad bitches holla
I just holla back
My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em
Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though
Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really
 
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"Yep, I'm Back"

"Yep, I'm Back"


Boom, clap, boom clap
Boom, clap, boom clap
Boom, clap, boom clap
Boom, clap, boom clap

[Verse 1]
Now everybody get your hands UP
Now everybody get your hands UP
Loso, more better (more better) more cheddar (more cheddar)
I do the rolls I am not a more wetter??
Challenge me with the bling these niggas know better
The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters
Hoes better, have a fall back attack,
come through like a funeral all black on black
couple six deuces, all back to back,
few flying spurs all back to back
need a 04, 05 dunking and them
when it come to making O's we like dunking with them
naaaah I ain't talking donuts
I'm talking white ones like the Nike low cuts
You couldn't see me if you stood on your tippy toes
But you could smell this cali cush with the zippy closed
Damn skippy those seats is peanut butter
You never seen us stutter like street fitted itted and

[Chorus:]
Yep I'm back stunting, yep I'm back fronting
Yep I'm somebody who made something outta nothing
Yep I know you see something you wanting
It's just something about me you can't go with out me you all
Said you can't go without me you all,
Said you can't go without me you all

[Verse 2]
Now everybody get your hands UP
Now everybody get your hands UP
more stunting, (more stunting) more fronting (more fronting)
How you getting it homie, show something
You can ask about him, he go hard
With that A.M.E.X. negro card
Last time I was seen in a strip club
Rain, I hurricane Katrina the strip club
May I, say I, made a way?
Stay fly 'til the, day I, fade away
Hey I pray I stay out of a, haters way
Lemme play like A.I., and just get to the point
Lemme hear 'em say aah, when he spit to the joint
You gonna hear a spray, rrrraaa, when I get to the joint
And a blind man could see that them niggas with fab is gone
Come like them dudes came for Tony at the Babylon
Rapid fire, do you know a rapper flyer?
The L-O-S-O, I guess no

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Now everybody get your hands UP
Now everybody get your hands UP
more wining (more winin') more dining (more dining)
Slow winding gangsters throw signs and
I can't help that the chain is so shining
That the shit on my wrist is just co-signing
They don't search us they know we got the flames
But they still let us slide through the door like Cramer
I believe in god, but my true religion
Is stuffing big faces down in these True Religions
We everywhere you ain't never there
New coupe shoe shine like patent leather airs
Pushing something we ain't got our names on
2 '07's neither one of us is James Bond
We in the V.I.P.'s with the big names
Fendi aviator shades with the big frames
The streets is watching the hood is looking
Brooklyn's back n look at how good I'm looking

[Chorus]

Now everybody get your hands UP
Now everybody get your hands UP
 
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"You Be Killin' 'Em"

"You Be Killin' 'Em"


[Chorus:]
You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it
I dead em all now, I buy the caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon stress you, but ima let you know
Girl you be killin em
You be killin em
Girl you be killin em
You be killin em
Girl you be killin em
You be killin em
Girl you be killin em
You be killin em

[Verse 1:]
You ain't gotta worry bout her, shorty straight
Been chasing her for 2 days, first 48
A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent
She look like the best money that I ever spent
Just watching my cutiepie get beautified
Make me want better jewels, a newer ride
Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride
Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide
Looking good has it's sacrifices
Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices
Her body nice, face dime
Give you that iPhone 4, face time
Shorty in the streets, still handle the home
Enough class for wine, still handle patron
When them other hoes call I hand her the phone
And she hand em the tone

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah I know that's what they all says
She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez
Keep it clean cut like bald heads
Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce
So you gotta ball harder than them ball players
All she wanna know is there a mall near us
Can't fault her, the last nigga spoiled her
But he ain't beat it up, I assault her
Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
Slow strut like she walking to the altar
Hand bag on her arm cost four bills
And she ain't gotta beg, borrow or steal
Often imitated, never duplicated
They say she a dime, I say she underrated
I just met her so the next solution
Dead my old chick, execution

[Chorus]

Had to let you know
All the ladies (to all the ladies)
I'd like to congratulate you
Congratulations

And you just came from the gym clothes
In a fitted cap and some Timbo's
And a pair of flats, well trimmed toes
Camera in the mirror, BBM Pose
Still killin em hoes
You still killin em hoes
You still killin em hoes
 
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"You Be Killin' Em (Remix)"
(feat. Ryan Leslie & Ne-Yo)

"You Be Killin' Em (Remix)"
(feat. Ryan Leslie & Ne-Yo)



[R-Les]
All my ladies killin em get your hands up
All my ladies killin em get them hands up
If you really killin’ em keep them hands up
Keep them hands up, up

(If you killin em)

Get your hands up
All my ladies killin em get your hands up
And if you really killin’ em keep them hands up
If you killin em

[Fabolous]
You be killin’ ‘em
Girl you be killin’ ‘em
That girl bad, I mean badder than villian
I’ma let you know girl, that's how real I am
Swagga on a hundred thousand trillion
Girl I mean look at you
I’m not gon’ judge, cause I woulda thrown the book at you
See a murder case every time I take a look at you
Where the ladies who be killin em

[Ne-Yo - Chorus]
When you put that over me
Hard that I can see baby?
It’s damn, girl look at you
Girl you fly as fly can be
And nothing I can say baby
It’s damn, look at her
Girl you look incredible
(so good you killin em)
Flawless girl from head to toe
Girl you killin em
Ain't nobody touch you know
Ooh girl you killin’ em
Girl you are

Girl you be killin em
You be killin em

[Fabolous]
You be killin that
Girl you be killin that
She do it with no hands and I be feelin’ that
Then she yellow tape anywhere she chillin’ at
You need tear drops baby, killer tatts
From New York to Cali, back down to Florida
Her shoes made by a foreigner, call the coroner
They should arrest you, at least isssue you a warrant for they way you be killin’ em
Ne-Yo bring the chorus bru…

[Ne-Yo - Chorus]

[R-Les]
All my ladies killin em get your hands up
All my ladies killin em get them hands up
If you really killin’ em keep them hands up
Keep them hands up, up

(If you killin em)

Get your hands up
All my ladies killin em get your hands up
And if you really killin’ em keep them hands up
If you killin em

[Ne-Yo - Chorus]
 
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