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Fabolous
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Body Ya
作詞：J D Jackson
Shout out to my enemies, shout out my competitors
Shout out to my mini me's, I hope you do better bruh
Better me, better you [unverified]
Shout out to the followers I will stay ahead of ya
Big up to the haters, big up, all you little niggas
Biggin' y'all up should make you feel a little bigger
Big up to the fake niggas from a real nigga
Fake niggas help you recognize the real niggas
Uh, I'm a Brooklyn nigga anyhow
Closet lookin' like I opened up a Vinnie Styles
Bitches say we are the best
So mommy in my jeans PRPS
Yeah, street fidda didda gang
Yeah, at you like a Twitter name
Same place I see 'em, same place they chalk 'em out
We speak Guapanese, come see what we talkin' 'bout
Holla at your homie, holla at your dog
Lookin' for the competition, holla at the morgue
Once I say, 'Hi' to her she gon', say bye to ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
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Shout out to the groupies, shout out to my ex
Prol sayin', 'Fuck me', so shout out to the sex
Don't get mad at me 'cause I'm onto the next
All of this 'cause I ain't respond to your text
Big up to you bum bitches, in your ten dollar dresses
Big up to the big girls, y'all are so precious
Salty bitches try to raise a nigga blood pressure
Grown little girls, do your mouth get any fresher?
Uh, but it ain't fresh as Loso
Monogrammed out son in case you didn't know so
Flow so deadly swag too murderous
Known for bein' nice, that don't mean courteous
This is nothin' new, I'm not a beginner
I get big checks like the lottery winners
A boy dissin' I, boy listen I
Kindly sent him on his way, tell the mortician, 'Hi'
Holla at your homie, holla at your dog
Lookin' for the competition, holla at the morgue
Once I say, 'Hi' to her she gon', say bye to ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya
B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya
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