Think Y`all Know

Uh, I think y`all know by now it`s F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S (uh, yeah)<br>I think y`all know by now it`s ..<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>You ain`t never seen a nigga this large (nah)<br>Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga`s garage is as big as the projs (yeah)<br>I move from city to city like a nigga at large (yeah)<br>This move is Billy D, but it`s Jigga`s da bars (woo)<br>Like you really gon` get me (uh huh)<br>You look hard, but on the inside you softer than a silicon titty (haha)<br>The chilla`s wrong with me (uh)<br>You can look at the kid and see just how them Chinchillas gonna fit me (uh huh)<br>I strut through like I conceal a chrome with me (uh huh)<br>Pockets bulgin like I got some millions with me (yeah)<br>Any bitch that chill her jones with me<br>End up butt ass naked inside a Villa Horn with me (uh)<br>I got a ziplock the killer grown with me<br>I hit it as Bobby and let me fill up on Whitney (uh)<br>Justin a prob give us like he feel I boned Britney (uh)<br>I really don`t get me (uh), I really won`t get me<br>YEAH!<br><br>[Chorus]<br>I think y`all know by now that I ain`t nothin to be fucked with (yeah)<br>I think y`all know by now that I don`t care `bout who you fuck with (yeah)<br>I think hoes know by now that I`m that nigga they should bump with (yeah)<br>I think y`all know by now it`s F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>I`m often asked, HEY, ain`t you that guy (uh)<br>There`s no one else from head to ankle that fly (uh uh)<br>Who put slugs point blank through that guy (uh huh)<br>And there`s nothin (uh huh) these dudes ain`t do that I (uh), can`t do at my (uh)<br>earliest convenience (uh), your girlie ain`t foreseen since (uh)<br>the feature with Lil` Mo, over 2 million people, I`ve reached with my little flow (yeah)<br>They said sounded like the guy who`s speech was a little slow (uh huh, uh huh)<br>Personally I think they was reachin a little dough<br>But now they callin just to get a feature so it`ll blow (yeah)<br>I`m teachin my little bro<br>to stay on the grind and away from the leeches and little hoes<br>I`ll lose the Black Star Power on broads (uh)<br>Even devil worshippers got up outta the God<br>I know all you cowards is hard<br>Your career`s dead so I send flowers and cards<br>With our regards, nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Fabolous - talking]<br>Uh, uh, nigga<br>I think they know by now<br>Who the fuck I be<br>Uh, yeah, but um<br><br>(*singing*)<br>I`m with that S-T-R-E-E-T F-A-M-I-L-Y<br><br>Uh, for you non-spellin motherfuckers, Street Family<br>Yeah, uh, Brooklyn<br>Uh, fuck up, word to Brooklyn<br>Haha