Yep, I'm Back Lyrics
Fabolous
- Boom, clap, boom, clap
- Boom, clap, boom, clap
- Boom, clap, boom, clap
- Boom, clap, boom, clap
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Loso, mo’ betta, mo’ chetta
- I do da rose, I am not a moeta
- Challenge me with the bling, these n*** know betta
- The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters
- H*** betta have a fall back attack
- I come through like a funeral, all black on black
- Couple 6 deuces, all back to back
- Few flyin’ Spurs, all back to back
- We da ’04, ’05 dunkin’ in dem
- When it comes to makin’ O’s we like dunkin’ to dem
- Na, I ain’t talkin’ donuts
- I’m talkin' white ones like the Nike low cuts
- You couldn’t see me if you stood on your tipy toes
- But you could smell this Cali *** with da zipy closed
- Damn Skippy Doe, the seats is peanut butter
- You neva seen a studda like street fidda didda damn
- Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
- Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin’ outta nothin’
- Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
- It’s just somethin' about me, you can't go without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Mo' stuntin’, mo' frontin’
- How you gettin' it, homie? Show sum'n
- You could ask about him, he go hard
- With dat A M E X Negro card
- Last time I was seen in a strip club Rain
- I hurricane Katrina da strip club
- May I say I made away
- Stay fly till the day I fade away
- Hey, I prey, I stay out of a hater’s way
- Lemme play like A.I. just get to da point
- Lemme hear him say I when he spit to the joint
- You gonna hear it spray when I get to the joint
- And a blind man could see dat the n*** wit Fab
- Is gonna come like them dudes
- Came for Tony at the Babylon
- Rapid fire, do you know a rappa flyer? The L O S O, I guess no
- Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
- Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin' outta nothin’
- Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
- It’s just somethin' about me, you can’t go without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Mo' winin’, mo' dinin’
- Girls slow winin’, gangstas throw signs in
- I can’t help that the chain is so shinin’
- Dat this s*** on my wrist is just co-signin’
- They don’t search us, they know we got the flamers
- Still let us slide through the door like Craimer
- I believe in God but my true religion
- Is stuffin’ big faces down in these True Religions
- We everywhere, you ain’t neva there
- New Coupes, shoes shine like patented leather Airs
- Pushin’ sum'n, we ain’t got our names on
- Two ‘07’s, neither one of us is James Bond
- We in da VIP’s wit da big names
- Fendi aviator shades wit the big frames
- The streets is watchin’, hood is lookin’
- Brooklyn’s back, well, look at how good I’m lookin’
- Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
- Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin' outta nothin’
- Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
- It’s just somethin' about me, you can’t go without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
- Now everybody get your hands up
- Now everybody get your hands up
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