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Uuh
Uh uuh uuh
Uh uh
Uuh
Yeah
There's a lot of money over here
(Ha ha ha)
Ha ha ha
(Ha ha ha)
Uuh
Uuh uuh uuh
That's word to Brooklyn
(Yeah)I'm back
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with these nigga's man
Maybe 'cause I'm eatin' and these bastards fiend for my grub
(Ooh)
I carry pumps like I serve gasoline to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston leanin' on dubs

(Ooh)
And they can't afford chrome so they puttin' vasoline on they hubs
(Ha ha )
I'm lookin' for a girl with a ass like Tina to rub
Take home and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub
(Ooh)
These niggas hate I'm movin' so much cash and cream in the club
(Yeah)
And don't pass my green on my bub
(All right)
But I'm a fly nigga that don't do much to pull her and dick her
(Aha)
Everyday I'm poppin' a tab and pullin' a sticker
(Uhh)
Everyday I'm switchin' the tags and pullin' up sicker
(Yea)
Every K I'm loadin' the mags with bullets to flicker
(Brrr brrr)
And I ain't hesitatin' homie I'm pullin' it quicker
(Brrr brrr)
So you can act tough after a few pulls on some liquor
(Uhh)
You gotta pull it on nigga's
(Uhh)
And they won't be goin' nowhere for a while
(Uhh)
They might as well pull out a snicker
You could giveForgive me father for I have sinned
But look at all this money that I spend
And look at all this jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places that I've been
And look at all the women in those brims
Look at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had another chance I'd do it again, niggaHey anywhere the kid move you know the Hammers'll be with me
(Yeah)
Pokin' out the shirt like a Pamela Lee titty
(Aha)
I went on tour bought the samples of D with me
(Yo)
Came back a month later bought a lambo for three fifty
(Ha ha)
Think I throw you grams if you read with me
Just 'cause you see me on the camera with P Diddy
(Uh uh)
(Haa haa)
Dammit we p driddy now I got G with me
(Ha ha)
(Yo)
Along with the third leg that I be rammin' in these bitties
I keep the revolver you hope my gun'll jam
(You hope my gun'll jam)
But with the soap it's gonna blame
There fore put freckles on your face like O P Cunningham
That's why I'm watched by the feds and scoped by Uncle Sam
(Yeah)
Dope and hun'ed grams rope and hun'ed grams
(Yeah)
(Uh)
At the same time our artist get to open summer jam
(Uhh)
Hope you understand or use better sense
(Uh)
These nigga's dont want no beef they want lawsuit settlements nigga
(Uh uh uh)Forgive me father for I have sinned
But look at all this money that I spend
And look at all this jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places that I've been
And look at all the women in those brims
Look at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had another chance I'd do it again, niggaI'm in a waggy with em passin' by ya
(Yeah)
With a baby girl who suck harder than Maggie on a pacifier
(Oh)
What I'm smokin'll have you Aggie as your last supplier
(Oh yeah)
When you can smell it through the bag you know that's some fire
(Yeah)
Gettin' stressed by these hotties is regular
(Aha)
I got a magazine to press to your body like editor's
(Aha)
Test me somebody I'm beggin' ya
(C'mon)
I got the gatlin' gun like Jesse the body in predator
(C'mon)
(Yeah)
I'm a hustler I don't sling no rocks to the fiends now
(Aha)
I got dudes who sit on corners like a boxer between rounds
(Aha)
Any other dude who dish rocks want beef
(What)
'Cause I chop jobs bigger than Chris rock front teef
(Haa)
I'm the nigga tearin' the walls up in your miss
(Yeah)
In exchange for a small cup of the Cris
(Ha ha)
And while you at probation fillin' a small cup full of piss
(Aha aha)
I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a fist
(Catch up)Forgive me father for I have sinned
But look at all this money that I spend
And look at all this jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places that I've been
And look at all the women in those brims
Look at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had another chance I'd do it again, niggaThats right I'll do it again nigga
(Uuh, yeah)
I'm a mother fuckin' ghetto superstar nigga
(Uuh uhh uh)
Desert storm, street family, we here
Yeah
(Uuh uh)
Young G's, salute
(Uu uh)
(Yeah)
Get this fuckin' money man
It's a lot of fuckin' money over here
(Yeah)
I don't know what the fuck you doin'
(Uuh, uuh, yeah)

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
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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