Lyric Young n - Fabolous

Lyric Song Young n: Fabolous talking before first verse
Brooklyn
uh uh uh uh
Huh Huh uh huh do it huh Yea
Uh Uh do it huh huh what ya ll want huh

Verse 1
Rollin
gold two seater
Stash in the dash
Hole through heaters
Blockahhhhh put holes through beaters
Ghetto Fab stroll through Cheetahs
Ballin
Brooklyn don
Addicted to Cris hooked on Dom
15 G s hookers on
Ma
I wanna see how you look in thongs
Hustlin
guys that send Po s
Cause I chop rocks the size of mentos
Blame me
trials aquit those
Look at the hurt your eyes will squit close
Pimpin here s a new way to flirt
Listen to the two way alert
It goes 2 way beeps in song s beat
Lets go VIP boo raise your skirt

Chorus 1
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!

Verse 2
I m Gangsta
Ya ll just wannabe s
Federal Agents on their P s
30 grand 28 on the keys
Gotta good lawyer I m gonna squeeze
Thuggin jeans and Tim s
Fitted to the front lean the brim
Ride but never on teenage rims
And I keep a chick s face between limbs
Stylin ya ll heard about my kick game
I m on the parkway see me at the Knick game
Probably seen this tatted on your chick frame
F A B O L O U S
Ridin Ya ll know as well I do
That s the way you can tell I flew
So I got a deal I sell pies too
Cause before I hit the pens I m gettin bailed by Clue

Chorus 2
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!

Verse 3
Cruisin top on the Mercedes low
Turn us up when you hear this on the radio
Blastin with the nineteen eighty flow
Make the necks on the ladies go wooo wooop
Holla that s what a pretty thug will do
Hit Branson get a fifty jug or two
Ya ll throwin on them gritty mugs for who
Like ya ll don t know what fifty slugs will do
Hatin I just bought the uz
I put ya ll in the front page articles
I got em lookin at the billboard charts confused
And I still freestyle to start the Clue s
Reppin I m that kid about the doe
I done copped coke and started droughts before
Shit Platinum out the door
Now I drop the top down just to shout to hoes

Chorus 3
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back Young n Hoooo Hoooo!
Holla back back back backHoooo Hoooo! until music fades