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Young’n (Holla Back) Lyrics By Fabolous

    fabolous talking before first verse
    brooklyn uh uh uh uh
    huh huh uh huh do it huh yea
    uh uh do it huh huh what ya’ll want huh

    rollin gold two seater
    stash in the dash
    hole through heaters
    blockahhhhh put holes through beaters
    ghetto fab stroll through cheetahs
    ballin brooklyn don
    addicted to cris’ hooked on dom
    5 g’s hookers on
    ma i wanna see how you look in thongs
    hustlin guys that send po’s
    cause i chop rocks the size of mentos
    blame me trials aquit those
    look at the hurt your eyes will squit close
    pimpin’ here’s a new way to flirt
    listen to the two way alert
    it goes way beeps in song’s beat
    lets go vip boo raise your skirt

    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo

    i’m gangsta
    ya’ll just wannabe’s
    federal agents on their p’s
    0 grand 8 on the keys
    gotta good lawyer i’m gonna squeeze
    thuggin’ jeans and tim’s
    fitted to the front lean the brim
    ride but never on teenage rims
    and i keep a chick’s face between limbs
    stylin ya’ll heard about my kick game
    i’m on the parkway see me at the knick game
    probably seen this tatted on your chick frame
    fabolous
    ridin ya’ll know as well i do
    that’s the way you can tell i flew
    so i got a deal i sell pies too
    cause before i hit the pens i’m gettin bailed by clue

    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo

    cruisin top on the mercedes low
    turn us up when you hear this on the radio
    blastin with the nineteen eighty flow
    make the necks on the ladies go wooo wooop
    holla that’s what a pretty thug will do
    hit branson get a fifty jug or two
    ya’ll throwin on them gritty mugs for who
    like ya’ll don’t know what fifty slugs will do
    hatin i just bought the bulls
    i put ya’ll in the front page articles
    i got em lookin at the billboard charts confused
    and i still freestyle to start the clue’s
    reppin i’m that kid about the doe
    i done copped coke and started droughts before
    shit platinum out the door
    now i drop the top down just to shout to hoes

    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back woooo woooo
    holla back young’n woooo woooo
    holla back back back backwoooo woooo until music fades

    Artist: Fabolous

    Year: 2001

    Decade: 00s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 338