Roc Marciano - Fabio lyrics
[Roc Marciano - Fabio lyrics]
She said, uh, "I wanna go wit' ya"
This the part I ain’t understand
I said, "What ya mean, ya wanna go wit' ya?"
"I wanna be-I wan-I wan-I wanna
Be-I wanna be ya woman, " ya know?
I said, "What ya do?"
She said, "I go to bed wit' men for money"
I don't know what she talkin' about
I'm green to all that she said
"I wanna go to bed wit' ya i
Go to bed wit' men for money"
I said, "What dat is?" Ya know?
She said, "I have sex wit’ ’em"
I said, "Where's ya husband?"
She said, "I don’t have no husband" ya know?
I said, "Well, uh"
"But, I wanna go wit' you"
So then the fellas in the van
They just kinda just, "Man
We, you can't take her back
To Los Angeles wit' you
Man we ain’t got no room for her"
And I looked at my pockets, I said, "yeah
We gon' have room for this
Woman we gon' take her
Back and one o' y'all got to catch the bus"
Yo, uh, nobody's perfect but I'm close
(I'm close) i can't be cloned when I was
Made after they broke the mold (break it)
It was written in stone (stone)
I'm brilliant
Just peep what I did with the stove (look)
Uh, your skin'll get cold, I'm killin' shit
I'll never get parole (never)
Uh, holmes, we got different roles
I chose the forbidden road
(the forbidden road)
All I had was the toast in my signature Rolls
(mmm)
Still got it poppin' though, this my Picasso
Hoe pop the top
Your brains on the side of the
Road look like a taco bowl (woah)
I dipped off in the yacht
This one of Chapo's boats (wooh)
My hair was blowin' in the wind like Fabio's
(haha, uhhh adios)
The Maserati I drove this like the
One that John Gotti owned (Gotti owned)
If I'm ridin' with wifey
It's probably the Ghost (probably)
Lil' mami beside me fly
She's from the Ivory Coast (facts)
Uh, I carved a lane out for myself
(for myself)
As for the yay, you can't weigh
It'll break the scale
I came to came with the tale
Alexander Wang made the alligator belt (ow)
These no talent rappers is fabricatin' tales
Uh (get 'em, baby)
Hawaiian top so fly I might skydive
I might throw a lightnin' rod cause I'm a god
(cause I'm a god)
Strike you down in the street like a dog
(wooh, dog) burn an incense (burn a incense)
Burnin' some Cadenzas first
With German engines learn the bidness
New crib with one word: it's expensive
I might only furnish the place with bitches
(yeah) know what I'm sayin'? I'ma
Put one over there
I'm a put a bitch over there
I'ma sit on another bitch like a chair
Know what I'm sayin'?
"No, sit down, sit down hundred thousand a
Month hundred thousand
Never took a dime from the top
(This shit ain't about nothin' though)
And you seem to respect my, uh
My policy on drugs they died!"
"yeah, I've done that"
Uh, Alchemist
Uh, shots of RumHaven, son was sunbathin'
Fundraisin', we some gunslingers
Niggas pump fakin'
You chumps hatin' from the jump baby
We can run the fade and fuck waitin'
I've been stayin' patient where
The love's vacant
Facin' drug cases, nothin's sacred
We don't touch bacon (no)
Take your bucks, duct tape 'em, homo thugs
Butt rape 'em (uh)
Lace the blunt with dust, butt naked
Couple cuts from Jacob's (uh, Jacobs)
Got the summer shakin'
Bitches love gangstas
Slug cases on the rugs
The walls is like blood paintin's
Check the ring and wrist, you bum
This shit a flood, ain't it? (uh)
I pull up and hit you in the mug
Playa with the butt of the rusty banger (uh)
You must be feeling lucky you try and play us
(uh) i'm somethin' special
The dress who got extra layers (layers)
Hoes devil suit's
Expect for you to do sexual favors
This is level two
The pebbles got etched with
My favorite bevel razor i'm a vessel
Vassal, mess with my paper
Heifers'll pepper spray your retinas
All you seen was just redness (redness)
I watched from the TV set in
The headrest in the cherry Lexus
This ain't a Tesla, but it's electric
Son, I finessed it like Stedman
Son, need some big Giuseppes, tryna step in
Uh, son, some big Giuseppes, tryna step in
Uh, that's a fact, it ain't known
I'm that nigga ain't no if's, and's, or
Might scoop your whore if she bad and just
Cop the new Lam or Wraith, I'm thinkin'
Uh, I'm thinking, yeah
This the part I ain’t understand
I said, "What ya mean, ya wanna go wit' ya?"
"I wanna be-I wan-I wan-I wanna
Be-I wanna be ya woman, " ya know?
I said, "What ya do?"
She said, "I go to bed wit' men for money"
I don't know what she talkin' about
I'm green to all that she said
"I wanna go to bed wit' ya i
Go to bed wit' men for money"
I said, "What dat is?" Ya know?
She said, "I have sex wit’ ’em"
I said, "Where's ya husband?"
She said, "I don’t have no husband" ya know?
I said, "Well, uh"
"But, I wanna go wit' you"
So then the fellas in the van
They just kinda just, "Man
We, you can't take her back
To Los Angeles wit' you
Man we ain’t got no room for her"
And I looked at my pockets, I said, "yeah
We gon' have room for this
Woman we gon' take her
Back and one o' y'all got to catch the bus"
Yo, uh, nobody's perfect but I'm close
(I'm close) i can't be cloned when I was
Made after they broke the mold (break it)
It was written in stone (stone)
I'm brilliant
Just peep what I did with the stove (look)
Uh, your skin'll get cold, I'm killin' shit
I'll never get parole (never)
Uh, holmes, we got different roles
I chose the forbidden road
(the forbidden road)
All I had was the toast in my signature Rolls
(mmm)
Still got it poppin' though, this my Picasso
Hoe pop the top
Your brains on the side of the
Road look like a taco bowl (woah)
I dipped off in the yacht
This one of Chapo's boats (wooh)
My hair was blowin' in the wind like Fabio's
(haha, uhhh adios)
The Maserati I drove this like the
One that John Gotti owned (Gotti owned)
If I'm ridin' with wifey
It's probably the Ghost (probably)
Lil' mami beside me fly
She's from the Ivory Coast (facts)
Uh, I carved a lane out for myself
(for myself)
As for the yay, you can't weigh
It'll break the scale
I came to came with the tale
Alexander Wang made the alligator belt (ow)
These no talent rappers is fabricatin' tales
Uh (get 'em, baby)
Hawaiian top so fly I might skydive
I might throw a lightnin' rod cause I'm a god
(cause I'm a god)
Strike you down in the street like a dog
(wooh, dog) burn an incense (burn a incense)
Burnin' some Cadenzas first
With German engines learn the bidness
New crib with one word: it's expensive
I might only furnish the place with bitches
(yeah) know what I'm sayin'? I'ma
Put one over there
I'm a put a bitch over there
I'ma sit on another bitch like a chair
Know what I'm sayin'?
"No, sit down, sit down hundred thousand a
Month hundred thousand
Never took a dime from the top
(This shit ain't about nothin' though)
And you seem to respect my, uh
My policy on drugs they died!"
"yeah, I've done that"
Uh, Alchemist
Uh, shots of RumHaven, son was sunbathin'
Fundraisin', we some gunslingers
Niggas pump fakin'
You chumps hatin' from the jump baby
We can run the fade and fuck waitin'
I've been stayin' patient where
The love's vacant
Facin' drug cases, nothin's sacred
We don't touch bacon (no)
Take your bucks, duct tape 'em, homo thugs
Butt rape 'em (uh)
Lace the blunt with dust, butt naked
Couple cuts from Jacob's (uh, Jacobs)
Got the summer shakin'
Bitches love gangstas
Slug cases on the rugs
The walls is like blood paintin's
Check the ring and wrist, you bum
This shit a flood, ain't it? (uh)
I pull up and hit you in the mug
Playa with the butt of the rusty banger (uh)
You must be feeling lucky you try and play us
(uh) i'm somethin' special
The dress who got extra layers (layers)
Hoes devil suit's
Expect for you to do sexual favors
This is level two
The pebbles got etched with
My favorite bevel razor i'm a vessel
Vassal, mess with my paper
Heifers'll pepper spray your retinas
All you seen was just redness (redness)
I watched from the TV set in
The headrest in the cherry Lexus
This ain't a Tesla, but it's electric
Son, I finessed it like Stedman
Son, need some big Giuseppes, tryna step in
Uh, son, some big Giuseppes, tryna step in
Uh, that's a fact, it ain't known
I'm that nigga ain't no if's, and's, or
Might scoop your whore if she bad and just
Cop the new Lam or Wraith, I'm thinkin'
Uh, I'm thinking, yeah