Don't Know

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[verse 1:]
 What it ain't
 I can but you can't
 I'm the man in the bank
 Without a fan I'm a fake
 I'm hot, so hot, you need gloves to touch me
 Said I'm hot, so hot, yo hoe would love to fuck me
 She cash out, pimpin, and I cash in
 Old school glass house, dude I be mashin
 Inspector gadget, I have it, I have it
 Go go fabby dab it been so long looks like its magic
 Boom shakalaka me beats be knockin
 Me B-Gs out the window 18 is nothing
 Its nada, its nudget, no bigger than ruben
 Sorry for 2005, my niggas was shootin
 Chop open what is about to close down
 North Oakland where I'm at but I'm headed east-down
 Lookin for some rippers and turn em into hookers
 Start off in the dumps but I end up in bookers
 [Chorus:]
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 I bet you I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy
 I bet u I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy
 [verse 2:]
 The town is coming back
 And, you don't need to ask who brought it because you know the facts
 Fabby Davis, the son of a pimp da man
 Thizz poster boy pimp, man imagine that
 I, knock dimes that be founded in holly
 Rode through the ghost at the holler and holly
 Then I head to east had to stop on holly
 Police right behind me I ain't trippin I'm cholly
 I'm, super seck wit it, super cool (super cool),
 Coolin in my white tee, I'm doin the fu
 In the middle of the flo goin stupid dumbo
 Wit a snow bunny hoe hair as long as repunzle
 You ain't knockin hoes, man what did ya come fo
 Don't start nuthin, won't be nuthin, my niggas is gung-ho
 I'm dolo, solo, jus like han
 But still shock a nigga like my momma was conned
 [Chorus:]
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 I bet you I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy
 I bet u I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy
 [verse 3:]
 F-A-B, man where u get hook like that?
 I ain't never seen no Jordan shoes that look like that
 I ain't never seen a scrape with a shush like that
 U be 10 blocks away, I still hear where ya at
 Got yogos, tires I'm the one that they admire
 I'm the truth you a liar I spit yoga fire
 I'm the niiig, and that's thizz my guise
 And we giig so hard we should be on rise
 T-H-I-Z one mo Z
 It was close game but we won in o-t
 We smashers and dashers
 bostons and mashers
 Go hard in the paint like the label Viagra
 But it ain't, its thizz, and its ran by kilo
 That's my big bro and all of us peoples
 I'm FAB bring heat like bezo
 And I shit on you FAB niggas just like seagulls
 [Chorus:]
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 Enough with the raps, bring the hook right back
 Thizz face on! Why you look like that?!
 I bet you I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy
 I bet u I can make u say Shaboobalaboopy
 What the hell it mean? I don't know you bootsy

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Duration
03:23
Key
6
Tempo
95 BPM

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