Fabolous - Monday Night Mixtape 98 (Freestyle) lyrics

Yeah it don't stop baby, it dont stop Yo yo yo yo yo Uh 1, 2 it don't stop 1, 2 it don't stop Like this, like this We gon' hit y'all like this It don't stop Yo [Fabolous:] Just in case y'all was lost, I'm the face in the Source Long Cuban, white ice placed in the cross Slow bros hate to see me race in the Porsche Wanna call po's, have me gettin' chased by the force Didn't know I got dough, my case gettin' tossed And I steal y'all hoes, that's why y'all base when I floss On a case to endorse, paces of franks Turn star, now y'all wanna scar our faces wit' shanks Can't stop to my dough done bought cases in banks And me and my army, show in places in tanks Blowin' pounds of the buda, throwin' rounds in the ruger BK get hot, we gon' lounge in Bermuda This n***a tryna seize more cheese than Sbarro Pull up slowly, in the P's in the Camaro Use to hustle, and go on knees for de niro Now you hear me on the radio like C's De Janeiro Ain't nothin' changin', wit the track I lay now 'Cept I pack and spray now, a track you lay down Say nothin' but got {messes up} [Noreaga:] Now let me know who reppin'? Who catch AND1's like Stephon? Marbury Who in the club without a weapon? Shoot at ya feet, make you do the Puff dance to perfection (WHAT!) End ya session, throw out a lesson Been doin' this, since the days of Soul Sister Go sister, sooooooul sister Worlds biggest, diss ya whole click Plus I know my.... bigger then ya man Yo the way I make you cum quick Quicker than me, slicker than me Have the chick lickin' my knee Yo I'mma n***a for life, n***a for ice Hardly gamble But here and there, still roll dice If it’s beef with me then you better think twice Cause I go at ya head, at ya head it's a price Y'all n***as is wrong even when y'all right While I'm thugged out, finna be the next Suge Knight Yo love women, they reason I still write Uno dos tres quatro, pick one, and stick one They all fall victim That's why they wisdom Only meant to know the knowledge a man give em And if you know that, you're known to get lots of rhythm You lose that, and be lost in the system For any chalk, I pour them I'm like Atari Nore ya man, only live to say sorry Here to school youth like my little man Bari The hood is a cage, trapped in the ill safari ya won't Catch me alone without a gauge What, won't, catch me alone out on stage Cause my platoon, slick like Vidal Sa**oon Together we stand, while united we doom WHAT! WHAT! WHAT! [Fabolous:] Every week I'm in a different S, smokin' a spliff of cess Bulky Coog' wit the vest, cop Smith and Wes' n***a riff or 'fess, he'll be at peace wit the rest Tote a weapon, still be steppin' wit finesse It's the F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S In a new S, circling the US Kissing at honeys I spot, smoke twenties of pot Til my eyes is red, and it's hard to rise my head n***as who cause lies and spread, I supplies the bread Go cap the empty clips, then fill you guys wit lead I swarm the ghetto, calm and mellow Sippin' Amaretto, til my eyes is almond yellow That nick jay that Janay, sworn to hello Stay armed for n***as who try to harm a fellow Cause I winks to ya chick, rock links to my Go in clubs, pop bubs, and drinks to I'm sick Pop the most, roll dro in Optimo's Push the drop to show, for n***as who pop for those Who pop the Rose Wit the stones in the face Chromes in the waist, puttin' gnomes into place These hot 9 shots'll put ya bones into place BGS cream thieves and 80 of cream sleeves Twist y'all honeys for 20's of green leaves WHAT!!