Fabolous

Fabolous - Yall Don't Hear Me Tho lyrics

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<strong>Yall Don't Hear Me Tho Lyrics</strong>

[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]

Sometimes I amaze sometimes I disappoint

Sometimes I blow this paper like it's just a joint

Sometimes I look at change like it's just some coins

Like Shaq at the line, you pro'ly missed the point

This perspective which angle you looking from

When you take a chance ever wonder who you took it from

I'm from Brooklyn son got no problem taking nothing

So I figured I could take nothing and make it something

Tell 'em faking ass niggas they won't make it frontin'

Tell 'em girls lose they clothes and get the shaking something

Purple weed gold bottles now let's think of something

Cause y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

[Chorus - Fabolous:]

Smoking all out

Swagger to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like i'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 2 - Fabolous:]

Might be how i'm feeling mixed with what i'm drinking

Got me on some shit that might be what the stink is

You might just be cool it might be what you thinking

It might be something in the eye but the Mischa winking

Listen before your dumb ass say some stupid shit

I have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit

Ball player swag that's what out the hoop and shit

Two chicks that hanging with Mr Cooper shit

Eat with me if you hungry dawg

But then again High Loyal is a hungry dawg

That's saying hunger make your dog eat you alive

You either starve to death or you eat to survive

[Chorus - Fabolous:]

Smoking all out

Swagger to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like i'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 3 - Red Cafe:]

Shakedown on sleep

I'm getting to the money

The way i'm counting sheep

I be counting money

Live from the roof

Empire state

Finna burn this bitch down

Find the next fire escape

I'm high so nothing ain't farfetched

Out in Houston with my rocket no...

Fuck with that street fan

Fuck with that Loso

Come to your city spend some tickets at the go-go

Giving back to the hood be what I call it

Smoke grand daddy Kush

I'm in orbit

If they ain't with the family they weirdos

[Chorus - Fabolous:]

Smoking all out

Swagger to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like i'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

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