Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - Lava Boy lyrics

Verse 1:

Im that fly nigga

Like the peppah and pay

Jewels that I rock

Yeah ,they be definetly gray

Laugh when u broke niggas come step in my way

Actin conversation , I dont got nothin to say

Manthem niggas pop bottles of haterade all day

And act like when I see them im a parade and playn

Man I roll with peppahs that I knew from the barber shop

Not some new nigga I met in the parking lot

Get it right , whos hot

You got it get the dough

I mop non stop

So clean

U kiss the flow

When I shop

Only cop

That glistining glow

Fab’s a lava boy

Make sure ya kids will know

When I flow

Man u know im finna blow

When I go man u know im finna glow

Take the doe

Take ya ho

Take the show

Lava boy , u know?

Hook:

Mistah Fabah Boy

Ex-hot peppah

Turn lava boy

Dont think that we hot?

Ask ya mama boy

Don’t doubt that we bad

Ask ya papa boy

We lava boy

Holla boy

Verse 2:

When it comes to my chips

Im a pit

Yall labador

Forever afta bread

Man till im havin more

Leave a hater red

Just like a matordor

Shots percin heads

Watch his brain matter pour

You packin .38s?

I got a fatta .44

Whatchu come here for?

I run this floor

Heat neva sleep

My gun just snore

Run in the door

First album

So im not a sophmore

But im always fresh man

Not a folklore

New boat up on the shore

Hit harder then the D of baltimore

Neva more

Ill with these verbs and metaphors

Fab be my name

And yall betta let it pour

Wanna bet scrill?

Den u betta bet it more

Like james jett

Man I bet im finna score

The hottest lava boy

From Oakland to Singapore

Hook

Verse 3:

The niggas in the hood call me fabah boy

Ask hot peppah

Turn lava boy

Guranteed that I be

Hotta boy

Den anybody

So dont try to stop us boy

Clip cloppa

Notrious like big poppa

Heat droppa

Comin street

or hip hoppa

Beat flip floppa

Big toppa

Watch them freaks do the hip droppa

Show stoppa

Flow knocka

End yo spotta

On your blocka

Then im quick to run through yo locka

Take yo big mac and yo four whoppas

Man my style fa show proppa

Never been a ho hoppa

Said oh no poppa

Betta break bread

Or imma play dead

Imma stay fed

Mo hay then mistah Ed

Hear what I said

I be slicin like Fred

A hot lava boy with ice up In my bed

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