Fabolous
Fabolous & Jaz-O & Stack Bundles & Paul Cain & Ransom
Fabolous & Lil’ Mo
Red Cafe & Fabolous
Fabolous
Fabolous & Jeezy & Slick Pulla & Paul Cain
Fabolous & Stack Bundles & Ransom
Mariah Carey & Styles P & Fabolous
Fabolous
Fabolous & Paul Cain
Fabolous & Red Cafe & Joe Budden
Fabolous & The LOX & J-Hood
Fabolous & Paul Cain & Magnificent
Fabolous
Fabolous & Paul Cain & Ransom
Fabolous & Bleu Davinci
Fabolous & Dilli & Paul Cain
Fabolous & Busta Rhymes
[Verse 1: Red cafe]
Why would my 2 door have a top on it
Why would bitch box have a lock on it
Show me where the Brinks at, I'll put the drop on it
Shorty this the D train you could hop on it (Yeah!)
B-More I supply that town, less than a 1000 grams how that sound (YEAHH!)
I change swing like Myoga, got the weed connect from Arizona
Ride dirty on the freeway, cop guns off of Ebay, ga go DJ!
All my hustlers that miss BI, put your Rollies in the sky, wave em side to side
[hook: Red cafe]
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Chea, I'm there with everything on
The Rich Yung line, and the heavy bling on
Ya bitch on mine cuz everythings long
The 6 duece driver keep the MayB warm
The chain with the virgin marys baby charm
Ma, the dick look like a babys arm
I fly where the PJ goes, drink PJ rose
I do this until the DJ goes, (HOLD UP!)
Keep doin what cha do, niggas is sick
I sweep through em like a flu, hacheww!
I just creep through and get a few
But I nail ya girl she keep screwin at me too
I know how all yall feel
First New York nigga wit a Paul Wall grill
Bling blaow, I ain't come to play
Ima bring thous, L-O-S-O!
[hook: Red cafe]
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!
[Verse 3:Red Cafe]
They don't let the hawk in the disco
West coast, shirt off in the 6-4
See my down ass bitch like to dip low
And my niggas get chips like Nabisco (Yeah!)
That's true, yall know cash rules
Show off my Brooklyn book tattoo
Hat to the back, gun in my lap
Snitch better duck from the (hratttt!)
Ima show a nigga up nigga
I don't talk, I shoot a nigga up nigga!
I gotta say free Kim, before they keep Kim
Brooklyn, it's a G thing
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Diamonds on my wrist
Now errbody do it
HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW! HOLD UP! BLING BLAOW!