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[Fabolous]
Hey yo ain't nuttin changed but the leaves on the trees
And y'all comin short like the sleeves on the tees
The money long here like a weave to your knees
So I don't just stunt man, I leave with the breeze
And I don't just front man, I back it up
I'm so cool you might wanna zip your jacket up
I breeze through, bullsh**, I sees through
with the snub nosed three-eight, bullets just squeeze through
Chah, and he's through, just like autumn
When n***az slip and they fall, guess who caught 'em?
f** it! k** 'em all, let God sort 'em
Next year Gucci shoe, yeah I sport 'em (yeah I sport 'em!)
And I would tell you where I bought 'em
But they ain't from here and they might be {?}
So fall back like the seats in the back
n***az late, take your seats in the back, church
[Interlude]
You heard what my boy said
Ain't nuttin changed but the leaves on the trees
That's right he on a money run
Loso you lappin these n***az
[Fabolous]
And ain't nuttin up but the top on the Coupe
The pockets are fat man that's guap' with a scoop
Got Three Little Women like a pop singin group
I make my point, the ball drop through the hoop
They on my joint, that's how I roll up with the paper
Under the wing n***az just fold up like the paper
You gon' make me put you in a headline
And your girl gon' help me come up with a hair line
The s** game while I'm drivin is a fool
She know it's head first like she divin in a pool
Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke
b**h blow whistle like she had a ref's throat
Foul! And that's so flagrant
Aim at your neck and I spray that fragrance
I'm wear the chrome like cologne
Smell me? Nothin you can tell me - gone!
[Outro]
Ain't nuthin you can tell this n***a Loso man
What you gon' tell this n***a man?
This n***a know what he doin man
Young n***az just fall back out here man
All y'all n***az - you, you, you
Tap him on his shoulder, you!
All y'all n***az fall back
It's ours, Loso is here