Think Yall Know Lyrics by Fabolous

Think Yall Know Lyrics


    Uh, I think y'all know by now it's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
    I think y'all know by now it's...

    You ain't never seen a nigar this large
    Mutherfuck the house, a nigar garage
    is as big as the projs
    I move from city to city like a nigar at large
    This move is billy D, but it's jigga the bars
    Like you really gon' get me
    You look hard, but on the inside you softer than
    a silicon titty
    The killers role with me
    You could look at this kid and see just how
    them chincillas gon' fit me
    I strut through like a conceal a chrome with
    Pocket bulgin like i got some millions with me
    Any bitch i chill a jones with me
    End up butt-ass naked inside a villa horn with me
    I got a ziplock, The killer grown with me
    A hit a Bobby, and let me feel up on Whitney
    Justin a cry a river like he feel i bone Britney
    Y'all really don't get me! Y'all really won't get me
    YEAH!

    Chorus

    I think y'all know by now that i ain't nothing to be fucked with
    I think y'all know by now that i don't care bout who you fuck with
    I think hoes know by now that am the niggar they should bump with
    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
    There's noone else from head to ankle that fly
    Who put slugs point blank through that guy
    And Theres nothing thes dudes ain't do that I can't do
    at my earliest convenience
    Your girlie ain't forseen since the feature with Lil Mo
    Over 2 millons people, I've reached with my little flow
    They said i sounded like the kid who speaked a slow
    Personally, I think they just reaching a little dough
    But now they just calling just to get a feature
    so it'll blow/I'm teaching my little Bro
    To stay on the grind and away from the leeches and little hoes
    I loose the black Star Power on broads
    Even devil worshippers gotta bow to this GOD
    I know, to you cowards it's hard
    Your career's dead, so i send flowers and cards
    with our regards, nigga

    Chorus

    {Fabolous talking}
    Uh, Uh, Niggar
    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 all you non-spelling mutherfuckers, Street Family
    Yeah, uh, Brooklyn
    Uh, Fuck up, word to Brooklyn
    HAHa!

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