Remember the Titans Joe Budden (Ft. Fabolous, Lloyd Banks & Royce Da 5'9")
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[Intro: Fabolous]
Uh
Uh
Yeah
(J. Cardim)
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
These niggas losing their minds, you find that there's no reward
They say they already home, it’s really clear they abroad
They sound like they boxed in, it’s not just where they record
There’s a cost to be a boss they can’t clearly afford
Swear to the Lord, there's guns like a audience
You put on a show, my .40 clearly applauds
Sitting fifth row, I might appear to be bored
Plotting on a Kanye, but screaming, "Where’s my award?"
Balling out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and name that shit SP
Flow outta this world, I’m coming for my Moon Man
You niggas slide back like that walking on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you, Street Fam, Twitter team
Like you could fuck with me, oh did it seem?
Dr. King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I’m a grown-ass man, this kid a teen
You’re a spoof of me like if hip hop did a Scream
Audi coupe looking good so I went and copped it
Got that TT popping like a trending topic
My ride's matte black, my pride is that jacked
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don’t apply to me
Jeff Goldblum couldn’t be more fly than me
Shorty say, "Right after the suck, fuck, poof"
You hit it on the head girl, duck duck goose
You shoulda got the message that I chuck up deuce
Break 'em off and leave it, you seen my fucked up tooth
It’s fuck a bitch, it’s more fish in the aquarium
I rarely hear no, like when niggas ask you to marry them
There’s no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from
Funeral Fab, I’m just here to bury them
Uh
Uh
Yeah
(J. Cardim)
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
These niggas losing their minds, you find that there's no reward
They say they already home, it’s really clear they abroad
They sound like they boxed in, it’s not just where they record
There’s a cost to be a boss they can’t clearly afford
Swear to the Lord, there's guns like a audience
You put on a show, my .40 clearly applauds
Sitting fifth row, I might appear to be bored
Plotting on a Kanye, but screaming, "Where’s my award?"
Balling out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and name that shit SP
Flow outta this world, I’m coming for my Moon Man
You niggas slide back like that walking on the moon dance
No glitter glean, handgun with a beam
Have some boys follow you, Street Fam, Twitter team
Like you could fuck with me, oh did it seem?
Dr. King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I’m a grown-ass man, this kid a teen
You’re a spoof of me like if hip hop did a Scream
Audi coupe looking good so I went and copped it
Got that TT popping like a trending topic
My ride's matte black, my pride is that jacked
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don’t apply to me
Jeff Goldblum couldn’t be more fly than me
Shorty say, "Right after the suck, fuck, poof"
You hit it on the head girl, duck duck goose
You shoulda got the message that I chuck up deuce
Break 'em off and leave it, you seen my fucked up tooth
It’s fuck a bitch, it’s more fish in the aquarium
I rarely hear no, like when niggas ask you to marry them
There’s no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from
Funeral Fab, I’m just here to bury them
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