Yep, I'm Back - Fabolous

Now everybody get your hands up

Now everybody get your hands up

More better (more better), more cheddar (more cheddar)

I do the Rosé, im not a «moet-er»

Challenge me with the bling these niggas know better (what)

The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters (yes)

Hoes better have a fall back attack

I come through like a funeral all black on black

Couple 6-deuces all back to back

Few flying Spur, all back to back

Need a 04−05 Duncan and them (yes)

When it come to makin O’s we like dunkin with them

(Nahh) I ain’t talking doughnuts

I’m talking white ones like the Nike low cuts

You couldn’t see me if ya stood on ya tippy toes

But you could smell this Cali Kush with the zippy closed (yes)

Damn skippy though, seats is peanut butter

You’ve never seen a stutter like (street) Fid-Di-Di-Di-Damn

Yup I’m back stuntin, yup I’m back frontin

Yup I’m somebody who made somthin outta nothing

Yup I know ya see something that you’re wantin

It’s just something about me, ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Now everybody get yo hands up

Now everybody get yo hands up

More stuntin' more frontin'

How ya getting it homie, show something (ya can’t tell)

You can ask about him, he go hard (yes)

With that A-M-E-X negro card (yes)

Last time I was seen in a strip club

Rain, I hurricane Katrina’d the strip club

May I say I made a way

Stay fly till the day I fade away

Hey I pray I stay out of a haters way

Let me play like A.I.

just get to the point

Let me hear him say I when he spit to the joint

You gonna hear him spray blah when I get to the joint

And the blind men could see that them niggas with Fab is gon

Come like them dudes came for Tony at the Babylon

Rapid fire, do you know a rapper flyer?

Than L-O-S-O, I guess no

Yup I’m back stuntin, yup I’m back frontin

Yup I’m somebody who made somthin outta nothing

Yup I know ya see something that you’re wantin

It’s just something about me, ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Now everybody get yo hands up

Now everybody get yo hands up

More wining, more dining

More slow wining them gangstas throw signs in

I can’t help that the chain is so shining

And that the shit on my wrists is just co-signing

They don’t search us, they know we got the flamers

Still let us slide through the door like Kramer

I believe in God, but my true religion

Is stuffin big faces down in these true religions

We everywhere you ain’t never there

New coupes, shoes shine like patent leather airs

Pushin something we ain’t got our names on

Two 0−7's neither one of us is James Bond

We in the V-I-P's with the big names

Fendi aviators with the big frames

The streets is watchin, hood is lookin

Brooklyn’s back and look how good I’m lookin

Yup I’m back stuntin, yup I’m back frontin

Yup I’m somebody who made somthin outta nothing

Yup I know ya see something that you’re wantin

It’s just something about me, ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Said ya can’t go without me y’all

Now everybody get yo hands up

Now everybody get yo hands up