B.o.B - F.a.b. lyrics
[B.o.B - F.a.b. lyrics]
FAB (FAB, huh)
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg
(Og, og, og)
OGs, OZs fucking up, your street, east side
Know me i'm from, old streets Decatur
I feel like a doctor
testing all my patience (It's like that)
It's like that (It just be like that)
It's like that (It's like that)
To the ma max, get that, cat cat
From the, back back, cum in, that that
(And we live, let's go)
In a coupe nigga, she looking like snack
And I'm a foodie nigga
Face is blue and moody nigga
(Nigga) , highest in a room with niggas
On a roof with snoopy nigga (Nigga)
And we live, let's go
At my birth, bagged a nurse
Big steppa, finish first (Lift shit up)
Underground call me sir this shit gold
Fab, fuck that bird (Huh)
Fog and blurry, flip a bird
Fab (Yuh, yuh) , fab (Yuh, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglary"
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag
(Yuh) i use fame, to access a bag
Fab bir-, bird
Find a basket ball and flip a-, flip a-
Flip a
Ayy, excellent
She be perfect, she be excellent
She own ass from a workout
That bitch got etiquette
Licence plate say "out of state"
We don't know you here
Word to your momma, she like a drummer
She stunnana on my
It's a extravaganza, I don't trust numbnuts
I be on pins and needles, acupuncture
It's nine numbers, but you get eighty summers
Got all this water on me, might be piranhas
Don't play, work out with your -, okay
And we live, let's go she won't ride a pole
She won't drive the boat
She can't find her clothes
No roof she find that bong
Strap like GIJoe, step like fee, fi, fo
Casper I get ghost, keep a carpet
Ice and toast
FAB (FAB, huh)
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg
(Og, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglaries"
Ain't no icons, just a lot of iconery
Hood, whip that girl, call it Sean Connery
Ain't no outlets, no ain't no outlets
But somehow we still find
Accessory to battery, fab
Pay for the pleasure, to the pain (Huh)
'Till death I'm a reign
Using percent of my brain
It don't make no sense
Work your whole life to end up in a tent
I guess that's a gist
We come to this world to go through the shit
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag
(Yuh) i use fame, to access a bag
Fab fuck that bir-, birth
Find a basket ball and flip a bird, fab
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg
(Og, og, og)
OGs, OZs fucking up, your street, east side
Know me i'm from, old streets Decatur
I feel like a doctor
testing all my patience (It's like that)
It's like that (It just be like that)
It's like that (It's like that)
To the ma max, get that, cat cat
From the, back back, cum in, that that
(And we live, let's go)
In a coupe nigga, she looking like snack
And I'm a foodie nigga
Face is blue and moody nigga
(Nigga) , highest in a room with niggas
On a roof with snoopy nigga (Nigga)
And we live, let's go
At my birth, bagged a nurse
Big steppa, finish first (Lift shit up)
Underground call me sir this shit gold
Fab, fuck that bird (Huh)
Fog and blurry, flip a bird
Fab (Yuh, yuh) , fab (Yuh, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglary"
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag
(Yuh) i use fame, to access a bag
Fab bir-, bird
Find a basket ball and flip a-, flip a-
Flip a
Ayy, excellent
She be perfect, she be excellent
She own ass from a workout
That bitch got etiquette
Licence plate say "out of state"
We don't know you here
Word to your momma, she like a drummer
She stunnana on my
It's a extravaganza, I don't trust numbnuts
I be on pins and needles, acupuncture
It's nine numbers, but you get eighty summers
Got all this water on me, might be piranhas
Don't play, work out with your -, okay
And we live, let's go she won't ride a pole
She won't drive the boat
She can't find her clothes
No roof she find that bong
Strap like GIJoe, step like fee, fi, fo
Casper I get ghost, keep a carpet
Ice and toast
FAB (FAB, huh)
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg
(Og, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglaries"
Ain't no icons, just a lot of iconery
Hood, whip that girl, call it Sean Connery
Ain't no outlets, no ain't no outlets
But somehow we still find
Accessory to battery, fab
Pay for the pleasure, to the pain (Huh)
'Till death I'm a reign
Using percent of my brain
It don't make no sense
Work your whole life to end up in a tent
I guess that's a gist
We come to this world to go through the shit
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag
(Yuh) i use fame, to access a bag
Fab fuck that bir-, birth
Find a basket ball and flip a bird, fab