[Intro: Fabolous] Hey-hey-hey yo [3x] F-A-B Hey-hey-hey yo [2x] F-A-B Hey-hey-hey yo [2x] [Verse: Fabolous] Ain t no tellin what this hip lowered do to me I m feelin like I can do what I want now Dip-low immunity Shorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit me Take a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughly You re sneakin out on your mantip-toein to the V Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe Let s put on a show just you and me But girlI m lookin at them lips though like who is he? They ain t never seen a whipclothes or jewelry So when I ask "you wanna leave the zip-code?" Say "sure" and be me [Chorus 1: Fabolous] But this is my party Stroll by if you want to Or ya ll can stay home But why would you want to? [Verse: Fabolous] We gon partytill we laid in graves Sweat out our doobie braids and waves Then scream "hey-hey-hey yo" That groupie made her wait Cause when she seen the whips and chains She started talking bout she ready to be made a slavec mon [Chorus 2: Fabolous (2x)] This is my party So get fly if you want to Get high if you want to cause I know you want to Put your hands up as high as you want to And if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey yo" [Verse: Fabolous] I don t know about y all But we doin it over here All the glasses got liquid that brewin it over here Cigars got somethin sticky that s glueing it over here Ladies movin it over theremovin it over here I can fit a few in a Rover s rear We havin a good timedon t ruin it overs this You see why we asks is to see ID Cause girls will do anything for some VIP access Me I relax this (easy) Cause I m used to ballin You could tell that these guys need practice But if it was a problem then I would confront you You saying "over" bet ya I say "you want to" But a pitcher that probably slugspitches and talk a put I ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look Would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook Their asses pokin out like them pictures in pop up books [Chorus 2] [Verse: Fabolous] Oh yea! We s off the Richter Scale Hate will get youput in coffins quick as hell If the ladies would show it off and thick as hell For my hustlers knockin off them bricks as well And everybodyup north that s sick in jail I probably feel y allsend you all of the flicks in mail The Street Family speed off six SL s To all them chicks at Yale "hey-hey-hey-hey yo" Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell And just from lookin at them thighs from the front view Girl I know that these guys say they want you If I wake up in the sandclothes from yesterday Same hoes from yesterday Lightin clips to the same dro from yesterday Her hang-overs yesterday You ain t mistaken we in Benz s today But we had them Range Rovers yesterday [Chorus 2] [Outro: Fabolous (to fade)] Hey-hey-hey yo
Hey-hey-hey yo
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