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Fabolous

"Let the Beat Build (Freestyle)"

[Fabolous]
I came back for it like I left it, n*gga
You try me and get more than a "E" for effort, n*gga
My shorty don't curse, so she said eff her n*gga
Threw him out the house, Jazzy Jeff'd the n*gga
My advice -- get your money, cut the corny sh*t
My homie said, "Keep it coming," like a horny b*tch
sh*t; well, I must know her spot
And everybody sweating me -- they must know I'm hot
Might not meet another n*gga like myself
I swim in it -- you gon' think you slept with Michael Phelps
Tired of this bullsh*t -- this how Michael felt
Watching what I'm counting -- b*tch, would you like to help?
Money talks, n*gga, and nobody hear ya
Rims big -- midgets use them for a body mirror
And I just pulled that B up out of J.D.'s hive
I let my lady drive; we on the 85
World's waiting with ten stack bag
I walked in with that "Yeah that's right -- I'm back" swag
A gang of us but nah, we don't back flags
Red or blue, everybody goes in black bags
Black coupe, black mags, black gut, black rag
Gucci belt, but the jeans in the bag sag
Yeah, I'm showing my ass
Girl, the di*k good money -- get to blowing the cash
I call my n*gga Jeezy up -- "Boy, you gotta throw me one
Remember that Dominican? Yeah n*gga, you owe me one
You know how I like 'em, homie -- tell 'em they would like to know me
And if you one-two check it, b*tch, microphone me"
This is Loso, case you didn't know so
Damn, the lights are coming on; guess it's time to go, so
The end of the night, a real n*gga need a real b*tch
And this is how getting money feel, b*tch

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