[Intro: Mistah F.A.B. & Unc tha Hunk]
(Ju did this one)
Yeah, hahaha
Ju and Spence, this makes sense
Nephew, nephew, I told her
“I ain’t your unc’, bitch; I’m the hunk, bitch”
And this the muthafuckin’ remix
[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
Bushrod, Gaskill
Damn near twenty years later that slap still
They say, “Fabby, I thought you fell off”
I say, “Fell off what?”
Every time I turn around Dope Era goin’ up
I just flipped another house, another Rollie, another chain
I got six whips, two Mazis, two Falcons, and two ‘Stangs
I can check my account, and man, that say I’m really rich
Mayor of the city, no Kizzy, I’m really him
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Big cars, big jewels
Big boss, big shoes
Top story on the evening news
Sucka free so I nеver lose
OG, nigga, paid my dues
Dopе Era for a bitch to choose
I got a bitch ask a lotta questions
My other bitch just obey the rules
Walk through the door (That’s him)
All hoes got their eyes on the floor (That’s him)
Hit them niggas with the ten or the four (That’s him)
And then I hit ’em for like ten in a row (That’s him)
Same nigga chillin’ in the cut (That’s him)
Is the same nigga fuck a nigga up (That’s him)
Doggy Dogg in the house, let the party begin
No matter what, all I do is win (That’s him)
[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
If you really see somethin’ you like (That’s him)
If it’s somethin’ that bring joy to your life (That’s him)
Big diamonds and they colder than ice (That’s him)
Big whips, big boats and bikes (That’s him)
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
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[Verse 3: T.I.]
Came in top down, brand new Bentley, handlin’ business
On the highway inadvertently catchin’ fans’ attention
Trail off mid-sentence like I ain’t payin’ attention (Huh?)
Make ’em pay admission, let ’em peep game (Peep game)
Learned a lesson from the trappers in the street bangin’
‘Fore I was taught times tables was taught to be dangerous
I told my teacher I was gon’ be one of three things:
Either I’ma be dead or in jail or I’ma be famous (Fuck ’em)
Six-figure solitaire on finger
Sittin’ on swinger, ghostridin’ the whip in your whole anus
Refuse to be like all these other entertainers
Bitch, I own mine, y’all just out there entertainin’ (Hahahahahaha)
And plus I’m solid, you’re a sucka, we don’t interchange
May you gag like a dick in your mouth sayin’ my name (Bitch nigga)
Bet red, put it all on the line
Bet you strikin’ every time
It’s the king
[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
If you really see somethin’ you like (That’s him)
If it’s somethin’ that bring joy to your life (That’s him)
Big diamonds and they colder than ice (That’s him)
Big whips, big boats and bikes (That’s him)
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
That’s him, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
[Outro: Mistah F.A.B.]
That’s him