Yep, I'm Back (Album Version (Explicit)) Lyrics

Artist: Fabolous

Album: From Nothin' to Somethin'

Title: Yep, I'm Back

♪MX6♪

Boom, clap, boom clap

[Verse 1]

Now errybody get your hands UP

Loso, mo betta (mo betta) Mo cheddar (mo cheddar)

I do the rolls I am not a mo wetta??

Challenge me with the bling these niggas know betta

The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters

Hoes betta, have a fall back attack,

come through like a funeral all black on black

couple six deuces, all back to back,

few flyin spurs all back to back

need a 04, 05 dunkin n them

when it come to makin O's we like dunkin with them

naaaah I aint talking donuts

I'm talking white ones like the nike low cuts

You couldn't see me if you stood on your tippy toes

But you could smell this cali cush with the zippy closed

Damn skippy those seats is peanut butter

You never seen us stutter like street fitted itted and

[Chorus]

Yep I'm back stuntin, yep I'm back frontin

Yep I'm somebody who made something outta nothing

Yep I know you see something you wantin

It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall

Said you can't go without me yall,

Said you can't go without me yall

[Verse 2]

Mo stuntin, (mo stuntin) mo frontin (mo frontin)

How you gettin it homie, show something

You can ask about him, he go hard

With that A.M.E.X. negro card

Last time I was seen in a strip club

Rain, I hurricane Katrina the strip club

May I, say I, made a way?

Stay fly 'til the, day I, fade away

Hey I pray I stay out of a, haters way

Lemme play like A.I., and just get to the point

Lemme hear em say aah, when he spit to the joint

You gon hear a spray, rrrraaa, when I get to the joint

And a blind man could see that them niggas with fab is gon'

Come like them dudes came for tony at the Babylon

Rapid fire, do you know a rapper flyer?

The L-O-S-O, I guess no

[Verse 3]

Mo winin' (mo winin') mo dinin (mo dinin)

Slow windin gangstas throw signs and

I cant help that the chain is so shinin

That the shit on my wrist is just co-signin

They don't search us they know we got the flames

But they still let us slide through the door like Cramer

I believe in god, but my true religion

Is stuffin big faces down in these ??

We everywhere you aint never there

New coupe shoe shine like patent leather airs

Pushin something we aint got our names on

2 '07's neither one of us is james bond

We in the V.I.P.'s with the big names

Fendi aviator shades with the big frames

The streets is watchin the hood is lookin

Brooklyn's back n look at how good I'm lookin

♪(Egyption) MX6 (Muslim)♪