Round & Round Lyrics - Fabolous

Yeah man, real talk New York 

Yeah man, street fitted, damn 

Yeah man 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

And they say what comes around goes around 

So a cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down, whow 

I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion like Juvenile 

Till I pass through ya areas, the SLR 

Class lookin' serious, they has to be curious 

You never seen one of the Nastiest lyricist 

Speed through like he in the fast and the furious 

Like pharrell, we stand on bars 

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Girls on us like a fan on stars 

Five hundred grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars 

Before a nigga lay a hand on ours 

Catch me in a diamond chain and a thick Cuban 

In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin 

Put a grin on you face, then spin in you waist 

The world look like it's spinnin' in space 

Whow, whow, slow down mami 

Uh uh, you betta keep up daddy 

I show you how to get ya roll on 

All ya gotta do is hold on, and it goes 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

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What comes around goes back around again 

And niggaz gon' act up now again 

And what goes up must come down 

And I'll be here like what's up now? 

I do the yankee rockin' wit a lean 

Know ya can't knock it when you clean 

Girls want me on they ass like back pockets on the jeans 

I just try to plug into the socket in between 

Then watch me do my step 

At the same time throwin' up who I rep 

Street fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you ma'am 

But the look'll say d-d-damn 

I can throw down like a Killa 

Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas, girl 

Move like you in a hula hoop 

Then blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot 

Whow, whow, slow down mami 

Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy 

I show you how to get you roll on 

All you gotta do is hold on, and it goes 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten cent icey 

That'll fit in vince nicely 

Let 'em get close tell 'em play dimmy 

Imma get swazy, you can get ghost 

Well, F A Beezy, F A Sheezy 

To the press suite at the F O Ceezy 

I'm lookin' at you, yeah man, you lookin' at me, yeah man 

Slow down ma, ya speedin' again 

You can put the top down and blow weed in the wind 

But for now, let yo hips go to this 

Betta yet, let your lips blow a kiss 

When I dip low and flip, show the wrist 

It looks like a froze hypno and Cris 

And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R flag on a bathe of apes 

Whow, whow, slow down mami 

Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy 

I show you how to get your roll on 

All ya gotta do is hold on, and it goes 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow 

Round and round and round and round, whow