No Need For Conversation Fabolous

[Intro]
Ugh...
It feels good
If it feels good don't even fire again, you know
Get up man, real talk in New York for u man
Ooh

[Verse 1]
Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
So they wanna f**k you right in the door
Chicks coma around and put chest in the chore
So i ain't a playa that need a assist to score
Any messes with shore
The criss on that craw
Climb on a couch kick off the Christian Diors
I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy
But i do it again if you miss me before
Its no big deal
I have so a big will
And them little cars with those big wheels
Put a little box for them all big steels
Pretty little chicks in those big heels for me, it never gets old
Most girls is diggers who ain't going never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather gets cold
8,4,5 when the 7 gets old