Fabolous — Let the Beat Build Freestyle

[Verse] I came back for it like I left it, nigga You try me and get more than a "E" for effort, nigga My shorty don't curse, so she said eff her nigga Threw him out the house, Jazzy Jeff'd the nigga My advice -- get your money, cut the corny shit My homie said, "Keep it coming," like a horny bitch Shit; well, I must know her spot And everybody sweating me -- they must know I'm hot Might not meet another nigga like myself I swim in it -- you gon' think you slept with Michael Phelps Tired of this bullshit -- this how Michael felt Watching what I'm counting -- bitch, would you like to help? Money talks, nigga, and nobody hear ya Rims big -- midgets use them for a body mirror And I just pulled that B up out of J.D.'s hive I let my lady drive; we on the 85 World's waiting with ten stack bag I walked in with that "Yeah that's right -- I'm back" swag A gang of us but nah, we don't back flags Red or blue, everybody goes in black bags Black coupe, black mags, black gut, black rag Gucci belt, but the jeans in the bag sag Yeah, I'm showing my ass Girl, the dick good money -- get to blowing the cash I call my nigga Jeezy up -- "Boy, you gotta throw me one Remember that Dominican? Yeah nigga, you owe me one You know how I like 'em, homie -- tell 'em they would like to know me And if you one-two check it, bitch, microphone me" This is Loso, case you didn't know so Damn, the lights are coming on; guess it's time to go, so The end of the night, a real nigga need a real bitch And this is how getting money feel, bitch