Imma Do It Fabolous (Ft. Kobe)

On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Imma Do It" by Fabolous (Ft. Kobe). Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Chorus: Kobe]
The block got my back
And my boys do too
And my baby mama trippin'
Said she need more loot
Every block, every hood
Every ghetto got beef
Got a heater on my lap
And another in the back
Shit, how I’m supposed to cope
With all this stress on me?
Er'body and their mama callin' feds on me
I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it (I'ma do it)
Look I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it (I'ma do it)
I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop (Drop)
Drop (Drop)
Drop (Drop)
Drop (Drop)

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Yeah!
Feelin' just like JFK
In the city that let 'em fly like JFK (Ayy)
Sometimes LaGaurdia
I ain't gone lie to ya
If looks could kill
Then my style might body ya
That's why I'm with naudia
I call my gun naudia
When she say hi to ya
It's buh-buh-bye to ya
Make it sound like Saudi Arabia
Maybe the haters should
Watch what he say to her
You think

Previous Lyric Next Lyric