Fabolous - B.A.S. Freestyle lyrics
Fabolous [John David Jackson]
[Fabolous - B.A.S. Freestyle lyrics]
Oh, I like this, this made me feel like '98
That know what I did in '98, boy
That know what I used to do back in '98
Right? Y'all know what I did in '98, boy
I mean, some of you young boys
Wasn't comin' outside yet
But, um, yeah, let me just show y'all, yeah
Look
It's like this and like that
And like this and, uh
It's like that and like this
And like that and, uh
It's like this and like that
And like this and, uh
It's like this and like that and like this
I said, "Bitches ain't shit" and these
Niggas ain't either
My boy caught his girl cheatin'
And he ain't leave her
He said, "She caught me before
I ain't no saint either"
I said, "I wouldn't give a fuck, bitch
We ain't even" he said
"You just hot headed and it ain't fever"
I said, "You need to dead that and
You can't grieve her"
All I know is, get this money
Fuck a stank diva
I chase paper like me and Ben Frank beefin'
I got a homie with a shotty, point-blank
Squeezin' he'll pump you in the chest
Like you ain't breathin'
If it's a bunch of y'all
Ain't no complaints either
He do them jobs with a MAC, name ain't Steven
Straight off a iPhone, a text and you're done
Don't get caught up in my wordplay
A text is a gun
Heard you man tried to warn you
The text ain't come
Too bad you ain't get it cause
The text said to run
Let's get technical, son
All you niggas is foul out here singing
"Try me" and sendin' niggas to trial
You ain't Dej Loaf
You took a hand raised oath
Pick a side and stay on it
You can't play both
I play close attention like
A goddamn watchdog
Get these hoes' attention with
My goddamn watch, dog
My sister told me, "Those the
Ones you got to watch, dog"
Hittin', then you gone, don't
Believe me, just watch, dog
And hold up, damn, Clue
I got some more for 'em real quick, hold up
Yeah
I said, "You fly this long
You usually run out of gas"
That's why I chase checks and
Never run out of cash
I started out heating and I
Swear it's gon continue
Word to White Castle
All you squares is on the menu
I'm like Kobe after surgery
All you niggas know on that court
I'm the truth and these other niggas perjury
My city need me urgently, I see the bat sign
Just to let you niggas shine
I had to matte mine, nigga
Beep-beep, she hop in it like a chat line
Nigga then I kill it in the bed, flatline
You can't catch me unless your
Bait is strong enough
Them niggas in my comments ain't
Been hatin' long enough
It's like this, nigga, yeah, it's like this
Nigga ha ha, it's like this
Ay, and all you niggas thinkin' you stuntin'
Man you ain't stuntin' on me, nigga
We been there, we done that shit, man
Owe you-my-first-Rolly-ass niggas, man
You did this shit already, man
Tell these niggas, man, this
Shit was written, boy
Ha, you think you stuntin'
You got to do somethin' we can't do
Or somethin' we ain't do, nigga
Chains and all that shit don't matter, man
We out here, man, we done did that already
Bro yeah, yeah, it's the Family, nigga
And that's it
This and like that and like this and, uh
That know what I did in '98, boy
That know what I used to do back in '98
Right? Y'all know what I did in '98, boy
I mean, some of you young boys
Wasn't comin' outside yet
But, um, yeah, let me just show y'all, yeah
Look
It's like this and like that
And like this and, uh
It's like that and like this
And like that and, uh
It's like this and like that
And like this and, uh
It's like this and like that and like this
I said, "Bitches ain't shit" and these
Niggas ain't either
My boy caught his girl cheatin'
And he ain't leave her
He said, "She caught me before
I ain't no saint either"
I said, "I wouldn't give a fuck, bitch
We ain't even" he said
"You just hot headed and it ain't fever"
I said, "You need to dead that and
You can't grieve her"
All I know is, get this money
Fuck a stank diva
I chase paper like me and Ben Frank beefin'
I got a homie with a shotty, point-blank
Squeezin' he'll pump you in the chest
Like you ain't breathin'
If it's a bunch of y'all
Ain't no complaints either
He do them jobs with a MAC, name ain't Steven
Straight off a iPhone, a text and you're done
Don't get caught up in my wordplay
A text is a gun
Heard you man tried to warn you
The text ain't come
Too bad you ain't get it cause
The text said to run
Let's get technical, son
All you niggas is foul out here singing
"Try me" and sendin' niggas to trial
You ain't Dej Loaf
You took a hand raised oath
Pick a side and stay on it
You can't play both
I play close attention like
A goddamn watchdog
Get these hoes' attention with
My goddamn watch, dog
My sister told me, "Those the
Ones you got to watch, dog"
Hittin', then you gone, don't
Believe me, just watch, dog
And hold up, damn, Clue
I got some more for 'em real quick, hold up
Yeah
I said, "You fly this long
You usually run out of gas"
That's why I chase checks and
Never run out of cash
I started out heating and I
Swear it's gon continue
Word to White Castle
All you squares is on the menu
I'm like Kobe after surgery
All you niggas know on that court
I'm the truth and these other niggas perjury
My city need me urgently, I see the bat sign
Just to let you niggas shine
I had to matte mine, nigga
Beep-beep, she hop in it like a chat line
Nigga then I kill it in the bed, flatline
You can't catch me unless your
Bait is strong enough
Them niggas in my comments ain't
Been hatin' long enough
It's like this, nigga, yeah, it's like this
Nigga ha ha, it's like this
Ay, and all you niggas thinkin' you stuntin'
Man you ain't stuntin' on me, nigga
We been there, we done that shit, man
Owe you-my-first-Rolly-ass niggas, man
You did this shit already, man
Tell these niggas, man, this
Shit was written, boy
Ha, you think you stuntin'
You got to do somethin' we can't do
Or somethin' we ain't do, nigga
Chains and all that shit don't matter, man
We out here, man, we done did that already
Bro yeah, yeah, it's the Family, nigga
And that's it
This and like that and like this and, uh