Jaheim

Faboulous

Hi Mommy
Hi Daddy
Im Fabulous

Young cat got back, did a little dig
Now He hard, he bough, he tough du rag and Tims
Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block
Charge that to the game
Young girl she grew up in a rush
Had it bad, no doubt, she don’t know who to trust
Every man she ever loved only want to crush Charge that to the game
But it’s all gravy, hey baby
Shots gettin’ popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
We’ve got love for y’all who sure don’t love us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchin’ lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous
prepaid cellies for local calls
lil don and divas up at the mall
Rockin cornrow twist, that’s how we roll
But don’t hate on us, we’re fabulous

They met, he said how she was a dime
So na