Fabolous

Fabolous - Young & Sexy lyrics

rate me

(feat. Mikey Shorey, Pharrell Williams)

[Intro - Fabolous]

Young money on the floor! Trak money on the beat

That's right man, the young and sexy

You're only young as you feel, haha, ya know?

Let's get it in, 25 and younger

[Chorus - Mike Shorey & (Pharrell Williams)]

I see you smiling shorty, I see it in your eyes

Security let her through, trust me man she's alright

(She's alright, she's alright, she's alright)

(Cause she's gon ride, she's gon ride, she's gon ride)

[Fabolous x2]

To the beat y'all! Till the motherfucking champagne and weed is gone!

[Verse - Fabolous]

I'm so VIP, and Notorious for doing it B.I.G. girl

You ain't gotta see ID, I'm a rich young man

Clean button up wit the rich young pairs

Out of you young ladies, which one can - do it to the beat y'all

Young niggaz get funny, just to get a name

So you know I came with the heat y'all!

You know I got a little money, got a little fame

But you know I came from the streets y'all

If you wanna act funny, I can do the same

And when Pharrell let the beat fall

Let me see you get your hands up high y'all

Just like you're reaching for the sky y'all

For the young sexy and fly y'all

Roll another one, let's get high y'all

[Chorus]

[Verse - Fabolous]

From the high heels to low cuts

To the dude in the fast car wit the slow strut girl

They wanna catch J. Jackson

But the money's longer than a stretch Maybach Benz

They say I'm fly enough to do better

But pimp enough to not give a fuck

They say I'm old enough to know better

But young enough to not give a fuck

Tell Stella to move back, if she want Her Groove Back

I get my young man on, then the young man gone

Let's get money again, and even if you ain't

I'll make you feel twenty again, so!

Let me see you get your hands up high y'all

Just like you're reaching for the sky y'all

For the young sexy and fly y'all

Take another shot, let's get high y'all

[Chorus]

[Verse - Fabolous]

I'm too young to be sprung

And you can tell I'm too blessed to be stressed

My move is too smooth, on top of that I dress to impress

The walk is so chilled, not to mention the Talk is so Real

We all gotta get old, but before I do I'm a ball outta control

Live young! die rich! woo!

[Chorus]

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