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Click Spark Lyrics - Ghetto Fabolous - Fabolous

[d.j clue + fabolous] 

D.j clue, desert storm 

You know how we do things 

(uh) right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) 

Whachu bout to witness 

[fab] fabolous 

[clue] (olous!) 

[clue] come on, my man fabolous (uh, yea, uh) 

The album, ghetto fabolous (come on, uh, yo) 

Come on man! 

 

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[fabolous] 

My gun go click and spark 

Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park 

Son those slick remarks, gon' get you 

Bla-bla da da, bla-bla da da da da (blaow!) 

Ya walk through my p's and karats 

Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots 

Ya team wanna beef, thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip 

And strap the beam underneath 

When i ride through, ya dont see no lid 

I put snipers on the roof like nino did 

All it takes is some c-note slid 

To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid 

I dont scream it in a rough tone 

I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help 

puff combs 

Every hustler on this planet (?) 

Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga 

 

Photos 

 

Uh, yea 

Fab, olous 

Yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh 

 

[verse 2] 

These niggaz gots to be punched 

Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta 

for lunch 

If i let this diablo door raid 

I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway 

See i know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay 

We waitin on boats, these guys go broadway 

Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz 

See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin 

No you cant take the coupe wit ditches 

Cause when i hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous 

Please, i get my dollar from the hersey 

I'm on that fly gangsta shit, i pop the collar on my jersey 

You know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin 

Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin' 

Who else can it be spellin it at them 

You have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's 

him, stupid 

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