Mistah F.A.B., E-40, IamSu! - Somuthafuckinloud lyrics

Woooo, shit
Nigga, they done let Fabby Davis out
Fabby Davis like Buddy Love
Mistah Fabby on that Professor club shit
It's Fabby Davis!

When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this whip
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When I'm lit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
And it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud


In this bitch

6-6-5-9, 12 10s in the trunk
Wake the whole neighborhood up when
I turn it up i was being cool
Niggas want me to turn it up
That brand new mob shit
Nigga better turn it up
Knock it, yoke it, dip it and side
Niggas better be cool
My nigga's dippin' and slidin'
Dip, yrrrk, cut the bitch off
Hit a right at the corner
Three deep in the car man, blowin' marijuana
On that hot shit
I should be ashamed of myself
Fabby Davis made me do it
Put the blame on myself
Never put the hammer up
Or that thang on the shelf
I don't need no shooters, nigga
I'll bang 'em myself
Bang bang, Yosemite Sam, goddam
And a Dope ERA havin' knock many have slammed
I'll jam on a nigga like NBA
And pass on a broke bitch like Courvoisier

When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this whip
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When I'm lit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
And it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch

Fabby, shit go stupid, maney
Hyphy spirit, can't contain it
Music mothafuckin' loud
Do a show then I jump up in the crowd
And I only smoke mothafuckin' loud
When it hit
I be higher than a mothafuckin' cloud
In this bitch
Ice chang-a lang-a lang-a lang-a langin'
Blingin' on a dog whore
Oh rang-a rang-a tang-a tang-a
Hit her with that king cobra
Still 2006 bitch, we ain't over
We ain't over we been smokin' weed, we
Ain't sober, gentrifyin', we ain't goin
Nowhere, it's not fair, like network
I go there and if she on my good side
I might take her to Bay Fair

I got her off of more than
One plural for the boy
Foreva Afta Bread like FAB in this bitch
The hottest in the game
That's unanimous bitch

When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this whip
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When I'm lit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
And it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch

Either way, Johnny Law gonna pull me over
(over) either because I was knockin' or
Because I ain't ever sober (sober)
I get a ticket every week from my beat (beat)
Prohibitin' everyone in my
Neighborhood from sleep
Y-y yoke, motor mount losin' screws
454 engine about to jump out the roof
My muscle car be liftin' weights
(weights) , it's stronger than ever
Who wanna race
(race)? For pink slips or cheddar?
If she knew better, she'd do better
That's what I told the broad
(told the broad) when I was comin' up outta
The liquor store buyin' alcohol (alcohol)
She was thinkin' big fat ass and all
(ass and all)
I could tell by the way she was lookin'
She wanted to give me the drawers
(give me the drawers)
High amplified, mobile audio
Trunk hittin' hard like Mayweather and Paccio
Stupidious knock (knock) , uncalled for
Seven-deuce Cutlass with the stick
In the floor biatch!

When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this whip
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch
When I'm yokin' down the strip, don't trip
Brody, I don't hear shit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
When I'm lit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
And it hit
'Cause the music's so mothafuckin' loud
In this bitch

Ahhh, shit buddy Love, nigga
Fabby Davis traxamillion on the slap and it
Mothafuckin' go crazy cuz on my mama