mistah f.a.b. – somuthafuckinloud lyrics
[intro: mistah f.a.b.]
woooo, sh-t
n-gga, they done let fabby davis out
fabby davis like buddy love
mistah fabby on that professor club sh-t
it’s fabby davis!
[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this whip
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when i’m lit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
and it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
[verse 1: mistah f.a.b.]
6-6-5-9, 12 10s in the trunk
wake the whole neighborhood up when i turn it up
i was being cool, n-ggas want me to turn it up
that brand new mob sh-t, n-gga better turn it up
knock it, yoke it, dip it and side
n-ggas better be cool, my n-gga’s dippin’ and slidin’
dip, yrrrk, cut the b-tch off, hit a right at the corner
three deep in the car man, blowin’ marijuana
on that hot sh-t, 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, n-gga, i’ll bang ’em myself
bang-bang, yosemite sam, goddam
and a dope e.r.a. havin’ knock many have slammed
i’ll jam on a n-gga like nba
and p-ss on a broke b-tch like courvoisier
[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this whip
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when i’m lit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
and it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
[verse 2: iamsu!]
fabby, sh-t go stupid, maney
hyphy spirit, can’t contain it
music mothaf-ckin’ loud
do a show then i jump up in the crowd
and i only smoke mothaf-ckin’ loud, when it hit
i be higher than a mothaf-ckin’ cloud, in this b-tch
ice chang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-a-langin’, blingin’ on a dog wh0r-
oh-rang-a-rang-a-tang-a-tang-a, hit her with that king cobra
still 2006 b-tch, 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 f.a.b. in this b-tch
the hottest in the game, that’s unanimous b-tch
[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this whip
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when i’m lit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
and it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
[verse 3: e-40]
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 -ss and all (-ss 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 cutl-ss with the stick in the floor
biatch!
[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this whip
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
when i’m yokin’ down the strip, don’t trip
brody, i don’t hear sh-t
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
when i’m lit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
and it hit
’cause the music’s so mothaf-ckin’ loud
in this b-tch
[outro: mistah f.a.b.]
ahhh, sh-t
buddy love, n-gga
fabby davis
traxamillion on the slap and it mothaf-ckin’ go crazy cuz
on my mama
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