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Fabolous - Breathe lyrics
BREATHE (Oh!) Woo! Woo! Woo! BREATHE! One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. (hook) Yo these niggaz can’t breathe when I come through, hum too some shoes gotta be 20 man its not even funny they can’t BREATHE The choke holds too tight the left looks too right you know what? You right these bitches can’t BREATHE (chorus) Look look, their hearts racin they start chasin but im so fast when I blow past that they can’t BREATHE In the presence of the man your future looks better than ya past if u present with the man U betta BREATHE U niggas can’t share my air or walk around in the pair I wear and im getting better year by year like they say Juan do cops couldn’t smell me if you brought the canines through And I pace myself I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth but I keep em on a diet embrace they health or either keep em on a quiet and space myself and just take a deep breath I got em grabbin they chest cuz its hurtin em to see fab in his best and they in they worst they rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back, and I'm not just layin a verse im sayin the facts I came back with some sicker stones That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they choking on a chicken bone Every chick I bone can’t leave the dick alone so I know its one of them everytime I get my phone One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. (hook) Yo these niggaz can’t breathe when I come through, hum too some shoes gotta be 20 man its not even funny they can’t BREATHE The choke holds too tight the left looks too right you know what? You right these bitches can’t BREATHE (chorus) Look look, their hearts racin they start chasin but im so fast when I blow past that they can’t BREATHE In the presence of the man your future looks better than ya past if u present with the man Bitch, BREATHE I see em on the block when I passes lookin like they need oxygen mask-s I make it hard to BREATHE but I keep the glocks in the stashes cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us and make it hard to BREATHE they has to react like havin a asthma attack when they see the plasma in back you dudes r wheezin behind me my flow is like a coup, breezin at 90 that’s the reason they signed me its quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts feels something like hard punches to the gut how I address the haters, and under estimaters and ride up on them like they escalators they shook up, and hooked up to respirators on they last breath talking to investigators im a breathe of fresh air and a fresh pair face it boo, and do it till ur face get blue and then BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. (hook) Yo these niggaz can’t breathe when I come through, hum too some shoes gotta be 20 man its not even funny they can’t BREATHE The choke holds too tight the left looks too right you know what? You right these bitches can’t BREATHE In the presence of the man your future looks better than ya past if u present with the man Bitch, BREATHE When the crew walk in it pop a few corks in it as quick as a tick in a new york minute catch a breath, fore u catch a left even worse, catch a tef only way u catch a f to the AB, its in the maybe rollin with my baby grippin on a toy that you won’t find in KB I rhyme slick on ya ima hav to put the Heimlich on ya wut u know know bout letting dimes lick on ya? Till they inhale ya seed and they don’t stop till I tell em to breathe like a doctor with a stethoscope I don’t see no fuckin hope unless these motherfuckers BREATHE Yeah, Brooklyn gotta, uptown gotta, the Bronx gotta, Queens gotta, staten isl. gotta, u niggas gotta, u bitches gotta, everybody BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta.. Then you gotta.. BREATHE BREATHE (repeats) |
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