I'm fabulous
Young cat got back, did a little dig
Now he hard, he buff, he tough, doo rag and Timbs
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 donât know who to trust
Every man she ever loved only want to crush
Charge that to the game
But itâs all gravy, hey baby
Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
Weâve got love for yâall but y'all donât love us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchinâ lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chromy thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Donât hate on us, weâre fabulous
Pre-paid cellulars for local calls
Little dimes and divas up at the malls
Rockin' corn roll twists, thatâs how we roll
But donât hate on us, weâre fabulous
They met, he said how she was a dime
So naïve that she believed every single line
17, first time slipped up, âbout to have a child
Charge that to the game
Was just us and mom, single parent home
She did the best she could, did it all her own
Met a man but he wonât raise a child thatâs not his
own
Oh, no, oh, no, no
But itâs all gravy, hey baby
Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
Weâve got love for yâall but y'all donât love us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchinâ lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chromy thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Donât hate on us, weâre fabulous
Pre-paid cellulars for local calls
Little dimes and divas up at the malls
Rockin' corn row twists,thatâs how we roll
But donât hate on us, weâre fabulous
We're all that weâve got
And no matter whatever together weâll weather the
storm
And meanwhile with all we got it might get rough, but
itâs alright
âCause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need
To get our R-E-S-P-E-C-T
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P