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Fabolous More Street Dreams 2 The Mixtape

Let me just make this statement Loud and clear, Jersey's here Hey, Ja, Joey Triangle offense do it like Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah

cha boy, Skatin' Dolla Duro, it's our year man Desert Storm, we gon' kill niggas man You already know what it is it's a ho'cide man Stop, "Street Dreamin

know Street Family gon' (Ride) (Now ride) Top down, chrome rims spinnin and (Now ride) Gun cock, hollows in the clip now (Now ride) Chop rocks, put it on a strip now (Now ride) Y'all know Street

ya? Checking the 22s on the Lexus ain't ya? Peepin' at them black air mex's ain't ya? Friends would say I'm gassin' ya 'Cause there ain't enough room in the coupe for more

Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha, ha I beep my horn and they come to the car Damn right, they come to a stall That's right, it come with the car Now tell

'all, please, uh, yeah You could love Fab, hate Fab, I don't care Send ya clothes with the check or I don't wear Uh, huh, yeah, uh, uh, yeah Street Dreams the mixtape

hear nigga all in this place That when you see him in the streets, you gettin all in his face More you give a nigga, the more that he takes, and you wanna

you got somethin more (*"yeah" - repeated*) Don't even hold back Woo, we gonna do it like Yeah get 'em Uh, uh, uh [Verse 2 - Paul Cain] Here with the

how many the range can fit She changed a bit, since I got the hang of it [Fabolous Talking] That's right, we got the hang of it Mike Shorey, Fabolous Street