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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Rap
Mike Shorey
Mike Shorey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernesto Shaw
Ernesto Shaw
Songwriter
Mike Shorey
Mike Shorey
Songwriter
John Jackson
John Jackson
Songwriter
Kenneth Ifill
Kenneth Ifill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fabolous
Fabolous
Executive Producer
DJ Clue
DJ Clue
Executive Producer
Duro
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Skåne
Skåne
Executive Producer
Paul Gregory
Paul Gregory
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah.Uhh. I know I make u wanna leave the one you with, But I ain't Usher Raymond, Im the kid that they rush to blamin', for the crush they claimin', Who can make em' blush the same when I ask, "Whats my name" and they yell, F-A-B-Ooohhh You shouldn't have even brought her my direction, Unless she was handcuffed with an order of protection, YEAH. Im talkin wreckless now, Cause im the reason that your girlfriends are your ex's now Im the fella that keep em yellin, and its nuttin to get em, I don't sweat em', its what I tell em', And they quickly forget em', And I bet em' I get them to forget the day that they met em' And I let em', cause I can bend em' And its more then the denim, But Ive been On the move, while you dudes be sleeping, The coupe on 22's keep the shorty sneaking, And she wont tell the truth, she too used to creepin When Mike is in the booth, it's the truth im speaking Any girl I gave it to. Cant even go love another man, I give it to em' like no other brother can, She say my man can barely move me, But boy you made me scream, like a scary movie, On top of that, Im smoother then the rest of the gangstas, And I knew that dude you met, was a wanksta Oh. Damn homie, Your girl is with the Street Fam Homie, And she aint fuckin with you It's a shame, you lames Can't even maintain your dames, And its insane the way, that she gave me brain My pimp game the same, don't forget the name And when chicks peep the chain, they just cant restrain Shorty don't try to fake it, Just up and face it, Your time is being wasted, your mans a basic See it all in his face, that he's cheap and tasteless, But life is what you make it, just watch the bracelet I bet your man cant do it like me, (Nah) His veins don't pump pimp fluid like me, (Nah) He's nowhere near or like me, And he probably think keeping you in check, Is buying you a pair of Nike's Why wouldn't I. get dome from her, When the digits on my checks, look like phone numbers Fuck It, You might as well tell that buster skid addle, Not even cockrin can help him win this custody battle YEAH You can catch me in the club, with a case of bub And a thick chick to rub, niggas hate because When they sit in the truck, they be quick to fuck When im getting a nut, they just lick it up Im their favorite, plus the flow is dangerous, I don't aim to get shortys out of relationships, But they crave the chips, how many the range can fit She just changed a bit, since I got the hang of it That's right we got the hang of it, Mike shorey Fabolous Street family Desert storm I know you his but I wanna make you mine. You know.haha.yeah
Writer(s): Adeka Stupart, Mike Shorey, Ernesto David Jr. Shaw, Kenneth Ifill, Kelly Brooke Rowland, Mathew Knowles, Winsome Lindsay Singh, Jovonn Alexander, John David Jackson, Chad James Elliott, Joseph Anthony Budden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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