Trade It All, Pt.2 Lyrics - Fabolous

This moment they all been waitin' for, playboy 

We here now 

We're in the house now, for sure 

Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything 

All, even give up my street dream 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

I assume I'm so into you 

'Cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with you 

If they ask, I ain't gotta say whom in them interviews 

My sweet thing never believe them rumors that been untrue 

In fact I had numerous friends is true 

But you was wifey could change me into a groom in a minute boo 

Maybe my sense of humor gets into you 

But girl, they can make a perfume from the scent of you 

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I wanna take you where it feel like June in December too 

So what you think about Cancun till the winter through 

I don't know what the other consumers you been with do 

I put a daytime to go to bloomies and spend with you 

Like any other man I would have zoomed to the clinic too 

Ma I wanna see if me and my junior's identical 

A dude put a wound on the skin of you 

I swear to everything that same afternoon I'll be interviewed, feel me 

Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything 

All, even give up my street dream 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Even give up my good green 

All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

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Come here, girl, come and take a walk with me 

So I could take you places you don't often be 

Come on, ma, come and get lost with me 

As far as them other chicks, can't get 'em off-a me 

Everlastin' love in a whole other fashion 

All I'm askin', let me cash in 

'Cause I'll give her passion, all of the Sean John flashin' 

In orderly fashion perhaps when you figured out 

Exactly wat Diddy about 'cuz we can take this whole city out 

Now who gon' stop us, who gon' knock us 

Top us, we can't find coppers to lock us 

Leer jets and choppers, love helipopers 

Separate the weak from the obsolete 

Me hard to keep, I gotcha 

I rock ya word to big poppa I gotcha 

Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything 

All, even give up my street dream 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Even give up my good green 

All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Now what you want, huh 

(I'm gonna give this all up for you, shorty) 

Now what you want, huh 

Now what you want, huh, huh, huh 

Yeah 

Yo', this new comers known to move with the seasons 

Couple winter lodges, few summer homes 

And there for every uw, hum 

And moan and make sure when the new Hummer roams 

The shoes come in chrome 

I ain't know if I buy white yellow and Q'cumba stones 

That would send chills through a woman's bones 

But life gets gruesome alone 

Even though I got the kinda bread that won't matter 

If a few crumbs are blown 

Flights I done flew some alone 

Ma, I wanna wake up every day with you in a new number zone 

Mama mia, it's you, I'ma phone 

Just to erase all the negative view from your dome 

And I promise this fella G 

And so gangsta it calm all that jealousy 

And drama you tellin' me, so mama come yell at me 

So I could put the top down and we could cruise like 

Tom and Penelope my charm is a felony 

Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything 

All, even give up my street dream 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Even give up my good green 

All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Money, cars and everything 

All, even give up my street dream 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Even give up my good green 

All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring 

All, anything to have you on my team 

All, baby girl, I'd trade it all 

Fabolous 

Diddy 

Desert Storm 

Rock on, rock on 

Bad Boy, yeah 

Rock on, rock on 

DJ Clue, Duro 

Rock on, rock on 

I trade it all, baby 

That's for life, that you love me 

Stop playin', let me holler at you, boo 

Come on, come on 

Stop playin', come on, come on 

Stop playin', come on, come on 

Stop playin', come on, come on