F.a.b. lyrics

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B.o.B


[Chorus]
F.A.B (F.A.B, huh)
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg- (Og, og, og)

[Verse 1]
OGs [?], OZs f*cking up, your street, east side, know me
I'm from, old streets [?] Decatur
I feel like a doctor, testing all my patience (It's like that)
It's like that (It just be like that), it's like that (It's like that)
To the ma-max, get that, cat cat, from the, back back, c*m in, that that (And we live, let's go)
In a coupe n*gga, she looking like snack, and I'm a foodie n*gga
Face is blue and moody n*gga (n*gga), highest in a room with n*ggas
On a roof with snoopy n*gga (n*gga)
And we live, let's go
At my birth, bagged a nurse
Big steppa, finish first (Lift sh*t up)
Underground call me sir
This sh*t gold, [?]

[Refrain]
F.a.b, f*ck that bird (Huh)
Fog and blurry, flip a bird
F.a.b (Yuh, yuh), f.a.b. (Yuh, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglary"
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag (Yuh)
I use fame, to access a bag
F.a.b. bir-, bird-
Find a basket ball and flip a-, flip a-, flip a-
[Verse 2]
Ayy, excellent
She be perfect, she be excellent
She own ass from a workout that b*tch got etiquette
Licence plate say "out of state", we don't know you here
Word to your momma, she like a drummer
She stunnana on my [?]
It's a extravaganza, I don't trust numbnuts
I be on pins and needles, acupuncture
It's nine numbers, but you get eighty summers
Got all this water on me, might be piranhas
Don't play, work out with your -, okay
And we live, let's go
She won't ride a pole, she won't drive the boat
She can't find her clothes, no roof she find that bong
Strap like G.I.Joe, step like fee, fi, fo
Casper I get ghost, keep a carpet, ice and toast

[Chorus]
F.A.B (F.A.B, huh)
Stand for f- f- f-, and burg-, burg- burg- (Og, huh)
Stand for "felonies and burglaries"

[Verse 3]
Ain't no icons, just a lot of iconery
[?] hood, whip that girl, call it Sean Connery
Ain't no outlets, no ain't no outlets
But somehow we still find accessory to battery, f.a.b
Pay for the pleasure, [?] to the pain (Huh)
'Till death I'm a reign, using [?] percent of my brain
It don't make no sense, work your whole life to end up in a tent
I guess that's a gist, we come to this world to go through the sh*t
[Refrain]
I'm flinching a badge, let's find you a bag (Yuh)
I use fame, to access a bag
F.a.b. f*ck that bir-, birth
Find a basket ball and flip a bird, f.a.b
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