Fuck ’Em All Fabolous (Ft. Red Cafe)

[Interlude]
—in' for some food, baby
It's Loso, baby, representing Brooklyn to the motherfuckin' death, man

[Intro]
[Fabolous] Fuck 'em all, motherfuck 'em all [x8]
[Red Cafe] (What else?)

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
You so lame it should be your first name
And I'm so raw, I'm Bolivian cocaine
I'm the next of kin to Loso or Kane
I'm disrespectful I'm drivin' in both lanes
They pushin' my buttons to fuck with my campaign
They know Jermaine is here to take over the game
Now Arm and Hammer chain or the Konvict chain
The Shakedown chain, I clean it in champagne (what else?)
Then I take aim and I blocka, blocka
Them heavyweight shots from the choppa, choppa
You could google Cafe, I'm a shotta, shotta
And me no play play wit no rappa, rappa
Since the bubble L-E-X-U-S (yeah)
I been swervin' and servin' the whole U-S (ah)
The Remi' and the Bourbon be burnin' my chest (uh)
S-F we the best, middle finger to the rest