Forch Fabalon - What U Doing Lyrics
(INTRO LEAD IN)We go harder than you use to doing all the thangs we choose toMan I’m all about my pesos so the money move when I say soAnd you probably use to haters,But around me they gets no loveThis Htown that’s Inglewood and its brought to you by Fabalon(CHORUS)If you aint bout this paper what you doing(what you doing huh?)Cause I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the timeX2(VERSE ONE)First things first ni**aFaba-lon for everTwoI will never ever be no lame a** ni**aThreeMaybe if you was smarter you would get on my levelMy get get bread agenda is certified, we winnersSideline ni**a aint in it,Intended for the real ni**as out her pushing the frontlineIts rack timeSo I get back to the moneyHomegirl Chell told me focusThink them ni**as round you phonySo I’m, up all night till the morningTreating my bread like my tenderoniTwo steps ahead of ni**as really on itSo in the morning, that’s four step ahead of these fake ni**asGetting no younger aint no time to be waiting ni**aDon’t lie to me ni**a if you aint downYou aint down,I get it, I respect dat sh*t, but don’t sweat that sh*tSee you at the top of the mountainWhen you get there,I’ll be with a bad chick,Feeling on my dick hairs,Pissed about the stones I lost,Out my writs wear, who going tell me somethingCause I feel like I done done it for the wholeDamn city and I’m readyRacks on, racks on heavyFabalon yeah we on baby(and I know them boys sick)Once the album drop, single pop then oh sh*t!Show you how to do it,Show you I’m the man or the closest thing to itFu*k boy, kill yaself,(What you waiting on!!)(CHORUS)If you aint bout this paper what you doing(what you doing huh?)Cause I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the timeX2(VERSE TWO)Nah,I can explain it to you play boy,I just know what I know what I knowGet that urge to get paper and I go,All my get bread ni**as they know,Its dat feeling its da glowIts dat fu*k out of here ni**a we aint got time to be talking about brokeWe aint got time to be talking about slowWe aint got time to be talking about noIts F-A-B-A-L-O-N LifeAnd it you aint down kill yoself twiceAnd I meant that disrespect (NICE!)We gone keep on doing that same sh*tThat got us popping in the first placeNow we hotter than a flame pitH-Town all day *****,(And you know it)Still pop surround, still holdingStill double up pouring purpStill in the mix hit licks get Yurp!All of my gangsta,All of my playas,Still getting money, ducking the hatersSucka for lovers nucka cant fade usStill here, still till, still getting paperSo um, watch me, while I work,Fabaloning doing my dirtMan I know you see me shinning and it hurtBoys talk down, but I kept tight workWhere I’m from tuff tongue get boys put to sleep butE-Thugs talk tuff when they out of reach,But you gets fu*ks up running into me(CAUSE ITS FABALON BABY YEAH!)(CHORUS)If you aint bout this paper what you doing(what you doing huh?)Cause I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the time(I be getting money)Yeah I be getting money all the timeX2
