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Artiste : Fabolous
Titre : Think Y´all Know
[Verse 1]
You ain´t never seen a nigga this large (nah)
Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga´s garage is as big as the projs (yeah)

I move from city to city like a nigga at large (yeah)
This move is Billy D, but it´s Jigga´s da bars (woo)
Like you really gon´ get me (uh huh)
You look hard, but on the inside you softer than a silicon titty (haha)
The chilla´s wrong with me (uh)
You can look at the kid and see just how them Chinchillas gonna fit me (uh huh)
I strut through like I conceal a chrome with me (uh huh)
Pockets bulgin like I got some millions with me (yeah)
Any bitch that chill her jones with me
End up butt ass naked inside a Villa Horn with me (uh)
I got a ziplock the killer grown with me

I hit it as Bobby and let me fill up on Whitney (uh)
Justin will cry rivers like he feel I boned Britney (uh)
I really don´t get me (uh), I really won´t get me
YEAH!

[Chorus]
I think y´all know by now that I ain´t nothin to be fucked with (yeah)
I think y´all know by now that I don´t care ´bout who you fuck with (yeah)
I think hoes know by now that I´m that nigga they should bump with (yeah)
I think y´all know by now it´s F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S

[Verse 2]
I´m often asked, HEY, ain´t you that guy (uh)

There´s no one else from head to ankle that fly (uh uh)
Who put slugs point blank through that guy (uh huh)
And there´s nothin (uh huh) these dudes ain´t do that I (uh), can´t do at my (uh)
earliest convenience (uh), your girlie ain´t foreseen since (uh)
the feature with Lil´ Mo, over 2 million people, I´ve reached with my little flow (yeah)
They said sounded like the guy who´s speech was a little slow (uh huh, uh huh)
Personally I think they was reachin a little dough
But now they callin just to get a feature so it´ll blow (yeah)
I´m teachin my little bro
to stay on the grind and away from the leeches and little hoes

I´ll lose the Black Star Power on broads (uh)
Even devil worshippers got up outta the God
I know all you cowards is hard
Your career´s dead so I send flowers and cards
With our regards, nigga

[Chorus]

[Fabolous - talking]
Uh, uh, nigga
I think they know by now
Who the fuck I be
Uh, yeah, but um

[singing]
I´m with that S-T-R-E-E-T F-A-M-I-L-Y

Uh, for you non-spellin motherfuckers, Street Family

Yeah, uh, Brooklyn
Uh, fuck up, word to Brooklyn
Haha