(feat. Mike Shorey)



[Fabolous:]

uh feels good

If it feels good don't even fight it man

You know?

Yeah man

Real Talk Of New York



[Verse 1: Fabolous]

Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur

So they wanna (pause) the door

Chicks come around and put kisses on the jaw

So I ain't a player that need asistance to score

Any misses you saw

Climb on the couch kicked off the Christian Dior

I done popped 'till I sweat a christ in a pore

But I do it again if you missed it before

Its no big deal

I'm so big wheel

In them little cars with those big wheels

With a little box full of those big steels

Pretty little chicks in those big heels

For me it never gets old

Most girls is diggers who ain't 'gon never hit gold

I get under the sun when the weather get cold

8 ball five when the seven gets old



[Chorus: Mike Shorey]

Hey hey stop that mama

Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna

Hey hey you must misunder-stand

I don't spend all to bend that over

Hey hey

Why you lookin' like that for?

I'm done you can run no need for conversation

Hey hey hey hey 

No need for conversation



[Verse 2: Fabolous]

Now see you the type ta..

Get too hyper

Maybe cause your chick like me

But I'm a black card swiper

That just pipe her

And you don't give a [pause] like me

They say I'm the sickest since Carter dropped

So girls jump to it with Vince Carters hops

Its the truck with the twenty inch startin' stops

That have 'em not knowin'

Whether they stayin' or goin'

They stare at the Airs and be sayin' it glowin'

And they like my style and the way I be flowin'

But thats when I bud in and say that I'm blowin'

Now you could make the choice if you stayin' or goin'

Girl

We could go any place in the world

And the jet hold twelve so theres space for ya girls

Nobody in the street gonna hear

That you givin' [pause] forty thousand feet in the air



[Chorus: Mike Shorey]

Hey hey stop that mama

Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna

Hey hey you must misunder-stand

I don't spend all to bend that over

Hey hey

Why you lookin' like that for?

I'm done you can run no need for conversation

Hey hey hey hey 

No need for conversation



[Verse 3: Fabolous]

Most of these tag alongs

Brag on songs

But can't keep it up like a Baget thong

Keep frontin' like you spend

While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin

On the other hand

I'm the kind of brother man

With fifty thou of ice just up on the hand

Bentley bright and rocky covered band

And a zone that'll tell the time in another land

Girls spread they legs same day I bagged 'em

Its the Mustard Gut, Mayo Magnum

In the twenty twos with the butter knife shine

Thats why every body and they mother like mine

I rarely be

Where the willys be

There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D

Girl you need to make your move

The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove



[Chorus: Mike Shorey]

Hey hey stop that mama

Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna

Hey hey you must misunder-stand

I don't spend all to bend that over

Hey hey

Why you lookin' like that for?

I'm done you can run no need for conversation

Hey hey hey hey 

No need for conversation



Hey hey stop that mama

Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna

Hey hey you must misunder-stand

I don't spend all to bend that over

Hey hey

Why you lookin' like that for?

I'm done you can run no need for conversation

Hey hey hey hey 

No need for conversation