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๐Ÿ‘ค Fabolous โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Coco Loso 2.0 (B Sides) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:05
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โฑ๏ธ 5:05 duration
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Kane is in the building, nigga
Yeah, and she keep telling me, "You know you the shit"
Ladies, throw your hands up, that's if you the shit

Walk up in the club and they knew I was the shit
Shitting on everybody that's up in this bitch
Yeah, yeah, you know you the shit, you the shit
That's the type of shit you do, you know
You know you the shit, you the shit
That's the type of shit you do when you the shit, you know
You know you the shit, you know you the shit, haha, nice
I know I'm the shit

Pledge allegiance to the shit, hands where your hearts are
Matter of fact, salute the shit, hands where your parts are
Still make a fucking movie, girls know what their parts are
I get brain in the whip, who needs a smart car?
Call me when it's real beef, fuck all of this tar tar
Niggas don't touch keys 'cept for when they start cars
They just talking out their ass, those are fart bars
I bring the toast to wherever you Pop-Tarts are

Play with Funeral, get your ass buried
You should shut your fruity ass up, raspberry
Just got that Rolls Royce, so this black man
Got bitches chasing the Ghost, Ms. Pac-Man
I know y'all listening, I trace all taps
I'm buying Audemars to match my baseball caps
White and navy joint, let's watch the Yankees
I'm getting big deposits, you getting bank fees
You little niggas just remember that you ain't me
Write your award speech, don't forget to thank me

Yeah, and what am I to do now?
They trying to be me on wax, these fucking Madame Tussauds (Nice)

And you know I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter what you think about a bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies asking questions like, "Trigga, one night, please"

Ain't nobody getting married, but I am the best man
I will be the greatest, I can accept nothing less than
I had eight of 'em, and that's just in this section
They all swallow and gobble, call it digestion

Women dance on my sack, call the dick Onyx
The shit read lips 'til it's hooked on vomit
I'ma brag on your shawty, you know I probably had her
I'm a born star, porn star, she's a ghetto-gagger
Rocking platinum, I never got the plaque
Still I drop thirty grand up at Saks, uh

I made it out, nigga, you know how the hood be
I got the game sewed up like some good weed
You got it all fucked up like a lace front
I got the girls getting low like a bass drum
I'm on some rich shit, you on a bitch trip
Grab your purse, nigga, get your lipstick
I'm such a dickhead, they call me arrogant

One question, what the fuck you staring at?
I'm the shit, boy, you can ask your homegirl
I'ma hold yours, that's until I get my own girl

And you know I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter what you think about a bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies asking questions like, "Trigga, one night, please"

I made 'em a believer, now my head big, Gina
Like 'em with they ass big, Trina
Beat it up in private and they like it, so I'm Iking, call 'em Tina
Me, her, and her girlfriend, they dyking, have you seen 'em?
I swear I'm doper than these motherfuckers realize
Hit the club all black like Seal eyes

I am hell on earth, I'm trying to live in heaven
Come fly with me, MJ 2K11
Look in the mirror and it's clearer than it has been

I talk shit to the homie like he my glass twin
I say don't let them get ahead of me
They want them instead of me, but I'm so much better, ayy
You know how it better be
I'ma sail past niggas, cruise to a better sea
Same light, same night, but I'm in a better V
Plus my ho hotter than a Huxtable sweater be
And she talk dirty like a throwaway Beretta be

Now come and fuck with him
And if you don't really, I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm on

So catch me if you can
And if you ain't know, I don't really give a damn
Shout to all the girls in the club shaking asses
Shout out to the hood and the furniture was plastic
Now we carry wads of the cash in the plastic
I got this whole shit mastered

Ayy, and you know I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter what you think about a bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies asking questions like, "Trigga, one night, please"
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies asking questions like, "Trigga, one night, please"

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