FABOLOUS - Round & Round

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    FABOLOUS LYRICS
    
    "Round & Round"
    [Intro]
    Yeah man, Real Talk New York
    Yeah man, Street F-F-F-Fitted, Damn
    Yeah man
    
    [Chorus]
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    
    [Verse 1]
    And they say what comes around goes around
    So the cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down
    I got a smoother style
    Fo me it's +Slow Motion+ like Juvenile
    'Til I pass through ya areas
    The SLR, class lookin' serious, they has to be curious
    You never seen one of the nastiest lyricist
    Speed through like he in the +Fast and the Furious+
    Like Pharrell, we stand on bars
    Girls on us like a fan on stars
    500 Grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars
    Before a nigga lay a hand on ours
    Catch me in a Diamond chain and a thick cuban
    In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin
    Put a grin on ya face, then spin in ya waist
    The world look like it's spinnin' in space
    
    [Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
    Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
    {Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
    {I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
    {and it goes}
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
    
    [Fabolous]
    What comes around goes back around again
    And niggaz gon' act up now again
    And What goes up must come down
    And I'll be here like What's Up now?
    
    [Verse 2]
    I do the yankee rockin' wit a lean
    Know ya can't knock it when ya clean
    Girls want me on they ass like back pockets on the jeans
    I just try to plug into the socket in between
    Then watch me do my step
    At the same time throwin' up who I rep
    Street F-F-F-F-Fitted damn
    No other way to put it to ya ma'am
    But the look'll say D-D-D-D-Damn
    I can throw down like a killa
    Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas, Girl
    Move like you in a Hula Hoop
    Then blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm Hot
    (WHOA!) (WHOA!)
    
    [Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
    Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
    {Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
    {I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
    {and it goes}
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
    
    [Verse 3]
    I'm lookin' for a 10 cent wifey
    Cool as a 10 cent icey
    That'll fit in vince nicely
    Let 'em get close
    Tell 'em play dimmy
    Imma get swazy, you can get ghost
    Well, F-A-Beezy, F-A-Sheezy
    To the press suite at the F-O-Ceezy
    I'm lookin' at you (Yeah, man)
    You lookin' at me (Yeah, man)
    Slow down ma, ya speedin' again
    You can put the top down and blow weed in the wind
    But fo now, let yo hips go to this
    Betta yet, let ya lips blow a kiss
    When I dip low and flip, show the wrist
    It looks like a froze hypno and cris
    (WHOA!) (WHOA!)
    And I'm in amazing shape
    With the DR flag on a bathe of apes
    (WHOA!) (WHOA!)
    
    [Chorus w/ ad libs: Fabolous {Girl}]
    Whoa, whoa, slow down mami
    {Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
    {I show ya how to get ya roll on all ya gotta do is hold on}
    {and it goes}
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
    Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
    {Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

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