Released on July 28, 2009

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[Intro - Fabolous]

Street fid-di-di-di-damn


[Hook - Fabolous]

La la la (yeah)

La la la la la (yes)

La la la

La la la la la (let's go)


[Verse 1 - Fabolous]

And I ain't gotta tell y'all who I be (why?)

Cause these hundred hundred dollar bills are like Baller ID

And I get under niggas skin, they should call me IV

But if you try me nigga I will be your caller ID

And that means I got your number, please don't make me dial it

That could land your fly ass on the ground, just like a pilot

So just do me a solid, y'all stay in pocket like wallets

Cause you can't see me, closed eye lids

Huh, nighty night

I'm with a model chick, Tyra thick, Heidi's height

Body suits, body tight

Yeah, I clean up nice (nice), catch me on a tidy night

Might be Gucci'd down to the tighty whites

Okay it's Loso, everybody know so

My son is the heir to the throne, Prince Joso

So daddy need money (money), mami need new Trueies (Trueies)

Baby need shoes, preferably the new Louis'

The swagger's in his genes, he was born fly (yes)

Them Philly bitches say the ball keep his jaw fly (yes)

The Reggie Kush out of Southern Californ-i


[Hook - Fabolous]

La la la la la (yeah)

La la la


[Break - Fabolous]

Sing 'em a lullaby


[Hook - Fabolous]

La la la la la

La la la

La la la la la


[Verse 2 - Fabolous]

Hush little lame niggas, don't say a word

Y'all don't know the half, not even a third

Put a dick in your ear and fuck what you heard

She tried to pull my fly south, I ain't want the bird

Cause I've been killin these hoes, these niggas just drop dead (dead)

In the drop head, all we do is bop head (yes)

To the side like Busta in the Pepsi ad

With my Colombiana mama, yep she bad (she bad)

She in the latest shoe that Giuseppe had

Blow game like the late Dizzy Gillespie had

That's some good jaw, pop quiz, good score

She call her pussy meriene, that good raw

For you little cheap fucks, hood whores

You niggas soft in the middle, call 'em hood smores

Everybody on the block goin cuckoo

Phantom doors open like the clock that goes "cuckoo" (cuckoo)

Birds poppin out (yes), sittin on the hood

Check my bird droppings out, I'm shittin on the hood

Sleepy time niggas

The hand that rocks the cradle for you nursery rhyme niggas

It's bed time... (Nice!)