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Shawty so cold, Pussy winter fresh
Reservations to eat & you my dinner guest
Shawty clean up nice. Never been a mess
Could take a little pain, I see the tattos on her flesh
But I ain't tryna hurt her cause I always been the best
At makin' my shawty feel it, till she feel it in her chest
Sex excellent, get 100 when I test
Im a fan of her talent so I always been impressed
Sex in the city on my black satin sheets
Wet as hurricane Sandy on these Manhattan streets
Lit a few candles like my power hadnt reached
Then I took her places that her last nigga hadnt reached
Bitch so bad, know her parents went through hell
Smart mouth when we argue, you would swear she went to Yale
I wanna touch her, not using my hands. Make her dance without using the bandsCassie: Call me crazy, shit at least u calling
Feels better when you let it out dont it boy
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back

Then we fuck all night till things get right
Then we fuck all night till things get rightFab: The club poppin but she ain't tryna go there
Her friends know where she going everytime she tell em no where
Im the only one who get up in that VIP
Explain My money grown baby ain't no need to see I.D
Slide her somethin' just to come through, host money
At least niggas know you getting to the most money
Club my place, u wear what u wanna wear
But you over dressed if you wearing underwear
Now turn up, couple Js to burn up
Couple spots to hide out, now let that playlist ride out
Where I live on Sunday, Your place Monday
Her hand in my pants, Call it Al Bundy
Pull it out like a pistol yo
Kissing on the balls like the dick a mistle toe
Told her do that thing I like, bet she listen yo
Bad Bitch, good girl around Christmas doe. (Nice!)Call me crazy, shit at least u calling
Feels better when you let it out dont it boy
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back
Then we fuck all night till things get right
Then we fuck all night till things get rightTrey:
Pussy sweeter than some fresh fruit
She gushing, I drink the best juice
Ima drink it till nothing left too
And she playing with herself too
I been thinking bout her all day
She perform like its Broadway
Yeah we hop in the range
She off topping the brain, got the windows down. Broad day
Just Look at her spectacular
Throw her on the stove, flip her like a spatula
Other niggas want her but u see them niggas wack to her
Side bitch trippin cause I never get back to her
My bitch like bitches but none of my bitches bad to her
She said Trigga why I never see u with a bad bitch?
Thats just me and all these other bitches average
100% real, all these bitches is plastic
Moroccan Goddess, walk like she need her ass kissed.
(Walk like she need her ass kissed)
Diced pinapples, Super fine at you
And she giving head, she throwing her mind at you
Fuck these other bitches, nigga she dont mind that you do
I just wanna watch, I ain't talking time at you dudes
Never fakin', why they hella front?
Keep it real with her , yeah thats all she ever want
Something bout the alchemy, she dont never disappoint
London on the Balcony, we bout to smoke another joint
Miami on the Yacht, She pullin on my pistol saying how she love my cock
Metaphoric bliss, shawty you the shit
Couple days with her man thats all I ever get
And she got a lil sister, thats all she ever with
Game like a nigga man thats all she ever spit
Montreal was our first time
Swear her pussy just like the first line
Scars on my back, she left a couple there
Spend a couple stacks, I done bought a couple pairs
Try to bag mine? my nigga I double dare
Never retract statements nigga im never scared
Niggas be switching up but nigga im never weird
Back on another leer
I leave u niggas here, all in another year
All in another lane, all in another gear
All of u niggas lame, all of u niggas here
Listen up, bitch niggas bitchin' up
Guess u doing what u supposed to
Let a real nigga hold u
Back to my babygirl tho
I just need u in my world yoCall me crazy, shit at least u calling
Feels better when you let it out dont it boy
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back
Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back
Then we fuck all night till things get right
Cause u say it when u mad & you take it all back
Then we fuck all night till things get right

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John David Jackson (born November 18, 1977 in Brooklyn, New York), better known by his stage name Fabolous, is a Grammy award nominated American rapper, actor and designer signed to Def Jam Records. He released his debut album, Ghetto Fabolous in 2001 and has since released 2003's Street Dreams, 2004's Real Talk and 2007's From Nothin' To Somethin', all of which have collectively sold over four million copies in the United States. His fourth studio album, Loso's Way, was released in July of 2009 and debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200 chart.

It takes talent to make the struggle to succeed seem effortless, but that is the gift that separates artists like Brooklyn's John Jackson, aka Fabolous, from the everyday MC. While most rappers spend more and more time convincing the masses of their "hustle," Fabolous lets his work speak for his effort. With two platinum albums (2001's Ghetto Fabolous and 2003's Street Dreams) and one Gold (2004's Real Talk) to his credit, the veteran hitmaker still exudes a rookie-of-the year swagger. After recording for both Elektra and Atlantic Records, Fab is enjoying a home coming with the legendary Def Jam label. His first recorded song was "If They Want It" from DJ Clue's The Professional, which was released by Roc-A-Fella/Def Jam in 1998.

"I had people in my corner already over there," Fab says of DJ Clue and A&R Skane, the Desert Storm duo who discovered Fabolous. "So it wasn't like I was coming to a new neighborhood."

While he doesn't site any one reason for his move, Fabolous has learned a lot from his time in the industry and is eager to capitalize on his experience. "I haven't peaked yet," he explains. "I was happy with the past records, but I have some adversity to learn off of for the future."

It's appropriate that Fabolous is getting a fresh start for his latest release because he wants From Nothin' to Somethin' to be a rebirth for his fans old and new. "Everybody is trying to take what they have and make something more," says Fabolous, explaining the album's title. "It's a new year, everybody's on their hustle, back in the gym and I'm trying to give them some inspiration. This is music to chase your money too, work out--motivation music.

The first single "Make Me Better" is produced by Grammy Award winning producer Timbaland and finds Fabolous doing what he does best; blending radio ready sound beds with clever and memorable lyrics. Rapping that he needs "a Corretta Scott to make me King" Fab picks up with his female fans where "Baby" left off. "It's a great feel good record, it's got a lot of style to it," he says. "I wanted a record that could show that I could touch different people with my music."

Already recognized for his hit-making ability, Fabolous is eager to show the diversity of his technique while staying true to his blueprint for success. On the cocky "Make Money" he cleverly borrows Notorious B.I.G's trademark chuckle to comment on the laugh-ability of his competition: "these dudes is stand up rappers, hip-hop comedians, I start laughin as soon as I put your CD in." His wit and wordplay is not something he gets enough credit for, but the MC is confident people will come around. "Certain people recognize it," he says, "but its like they'll sing it in the shower, but they won't sing it outside. It's all good though. One of them days you gonna get drunk and start singing that song."

Enlisting a whose-who list of guests that includes Akon, Young Jeezy, Ne-Yo and Junior Reed, Fabolous plays to a variety of audiences on this disc, but there is no mistaking that it's his show from beginning to end. The anthemic "Brooklyn" features a yet to be disclosed surprise guest and "Change Up" pairs Fab with singer, producer extraodinaire Akon helping him reflect on his life and career.

"Anytime you become a successful person, people may look at you and say you changed," explains Fabolous, who references the October 2006 shooting that took place outside of Justin's restaurant in the lyrics of the song. "That record just talks about people changing as a person for money, how they carry themselves and treat other people. For me, I might have changed where I live or my number, but I haven't changed as a person…I slid a line or two about what happened in October but I'm not coming out with a bullet proof vest or anything."

The playful "Foggin Up The Windows," produced by Miami's The Runners, features R. Kelly's chopped and screwed vocals from his hit "Ignition" to prop up Fabolous' ode to parkin' lot pimpin' of the more carnal kind.

"I just took it back to trying to get some in the car," he says with a laugh. "Everyone's either done it or tried to get some in the car. It may not have been the place of choice but everybody's had a hotel on wheels."

Other rewind worthy tracks like "Real Playa" featuring Lloyd, "Diamonds" featuring Young Jeezy and the Just Blaze produced "Back To School" round out an impressive collection that makes From Nothin' to Somethin' worth the two-year wait. In his absence no artist has come close to matching his boyish charm, wit and unassuming cool both on and off the mic. With a new team and a pop of his collar Fabolous is indeed "fresh to Def."

"I'm trying to bring good music back to the game," he says confidently. "And anybody that's bringing good music, the hype is gonna follow them."

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