Intro - Fabolous

Ladies and Gentlemen!

I now welcome you to the Gangsta Grillz

(DJ DRAMA!)

You know what this is right?

This is that Gang-sta Grillz

Da, da, da grillz

(Ay Fab! They been waitin' on this one!)

You see I come from the bottom

But I stay on the top

You might need a ladder shorty, cus I’m way on the top

That’s right I’m rich and I’m young like I stay on my top

And if you ask my bottom bitch bet she say I’m on top

I got no paper for slow hoes, so catch up bitch

The best could come to those who wait but I ain’t ketchup, bitch

I flip fast as the light switch (Hey!)

That’s right bitch (Hey!)

I don’t swing at anything just the right pitch

You over ate, you over the plate

Send her over, send her over, I red rover ya date

Tell ya boo-boo don’t get koo-koo, don’t head over to hate

You know how many people end up dead over they date?

She’s a groupie! When I head over it’s late

Then pull a Lupe, soon as the head’s over I skate

Yeah

I’m kick-pushin (Yes!)

Leave they ass wishin' (Yes!)

I just push for the head, you could say I’m mushin'

Slide on these Nike’s with my name in the cushion

Same style as the plane they fly President Bush in

(okay, okay, okay)

And I’m gone with the wind

Mixtape bullshit I am on it again, yes

We back baby!

It’s Loso

I told you so, so you know so man

Streetfam

The city slicker is back baby (street fididididam)

Ay Drama man

Help me let these mo’fuckas know what’s goin' on man (I don’t think they know

baby)

These niggas' is a little slow or somethin' out here (Slap these niggas' upside

they head)

Finna catch these niggas up real quick

Let’s go

This is that Gangsta Grillz

Da, da, Da Grillz

I mean

It was only right

New year, new money

We had to connect

Why wouldn’t we?

They’re tryin to compete?

Get the fuck outta here

I ain’t gotta tell ya’ll niggas my name no more

AMG! Streetfididididam