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  1. Think Y'All KnowThink Y'All Know

    Album: More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape
    Release Date: 11/4/03
    Label: Elektra Entertainment

Lyrics for "Think Y'All Know"

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I think y'all know by now it's F.A.B.O.L.O.U.S.
I think y'all know by now it's

You ain't never seen a nigga this large
Mother f*** the house, the nigga's garage is as big as the projs
I move from city to city like a nigga at large
This move is Billy D, but it's Jigga's da bars

Like you really gon' get me
You look hard, but on the inside you softer than a silicon t****
The chilla's wrong with me
You can look at the kid an' see just how them Chinchillas gon' fit me

I strut through like I conceal a chrome with me
Pockets bulgin' like I got some millions with me
Any b**** that chill her jones with me
End up butt ass naked inside a Villa Horn with me

I got a zip lock, the killer grown with me
I hit it as Bobby an' let me fill up on Whitney
Justin, a prob, give us like he feel I boned Britney
I really don't get me, I really won't get me, yeah

I think y'all know by now
That I ain't nothin' to be f***** with
I think y'all know by now
That I don't care 'bout who you f*** with

I think hoes know by now
That I'm that nigga they should f*** with
I think y'all know by now
It's F.A.B.O.L.O.U.S.

I'm often asked, "Hey, ain't you that guy?"
There's no one else from head to ankle that fly
Who put slugs point blank through that guy
An' there's nothin' that these dudes ain't do that I

Can't do at my earliest convenience, your girlie ain't foreseen since
The feature with Lil' Mo over 2 million people
I've reached with my little flow
They said sounded like the kid who's speech was a little slow

Personally, I think they was reachin' a little dough
But now they callin' just to get a feature so it'll blow
I'm teachin' my little bro to stay on the grind
An' away from the leeches an' little hoes

I'll lose the Black Star Power on broads
Even Devil worshipers gotta bow to the God
I know all you cowards is hard
Your career's dead, so I send flowers an' cards with our regards, nigga

I think y'all know by now
That I ain't nothin' to be f***** with
I think y'all know by now
That I don't care 'bout who you f*** with

I think hoes know by now
That I'm that nigga they should f*** with
I think y'all know by now
It's F.A.B.O.L.O.U.S.

Nigga, I think they know by now, who the f*** I be
Uh, yeah, but um, I'm with that S.T.R.E.E.T F.A.M.I.L.Y.
For you non-spellin' m************, Street Family
Yeah, uh, Brooklyn, f*** up, word to Brooklyn, ha ha

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