Somuthafuckinloud Mistah F.A.B. (Ft. E-40 & Iamsu!)

[Intro: Mistah F.A.B.]
Woooo, shit
Nigga, they done let Fabby Davis out
Fabby Davis like Buddy Love
Mistah Fabby on that Professor club shit
It's Fabby Davis!

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud in this whip
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud when it hit
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud in this bitch
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud when I'm lit
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud and it hit
'Cause the music's so motherfuckin' loud in this bitch

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
6-6-by-9, 12 10s in the trunk
Wake the whole neighborhood up when I turn it up
I was being cool, niggas want me to turn it up
That brand new mob shit, nigga better turn it up
Knock it, yoke it, dip it and sidin'
Niggas better be cool, my nigga's dippin' and slidin'
Dip, yrrrk, cut the bitch off, hit a right at the corner
Three deep in the car man, blowin' marijuana
On that hot shit, I should be ashamed of myself
Fabby Davis made me do it, put the blame on myself
Never put the hammer up, or that thang on the shelf
I don't need no shooters, nigga, I'll bang 'em myself
Bang-bang, Yosemite Sam, goddamn
And a Dope E.R.A. havin' knock many have slammed
I'll jam on a nigga like NBA
And pass on a broke bitch like Courvoisier