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.
(Verse 1). Yeah, F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S. C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah, c'mon. (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby). . You gotta love the way this playa be minglin.
Geah, What?. Niggas Bleek, Duro. We live. Thugged out. Marcy, Smoked out. Yeah. . Uh, yo, yo. I'm on now. Therfore your ready rock. Compare to this fishtale baggin rocks.