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Text: Fabolous. Twisted Freestyle.

[Fabolous:]
Ya boy is back man
Ghetto Fab nigga
Street Fam
Guess who
Whats hood?
Ya'll niggas think I'm twisted huh?
But act up and come see how drunk I am

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Nah I ain't slip one bit
But now a days you got to watch who you sip one with
You get the clip one hit
And don't see what they put in the blunt
The newspapers'll have ya face put on the front
Like "He was just in the club gettin' tipsy"
"Then they found him dead and patipsy"
Won't be me tryin' to get me a free fill
While a bitch drop a E Pill
In my refill
I'm supposed to have the toast with me
I can't let 'em get closer than they supposed to be
Nigga fall back
Before you wake up with a body cast on
Face look like you got a hockey mask on
Teflon Don Gotti passed on
You don't want to be who the shottys blast on
Hey kid walk straight pass then say hi
Before your mom be lookin' for a casket to buy
I'm sippin' champagne and swingin' Coronies
I got them bitches them niggas is lonely
These niggas is phonies
I shoot up the club like when Frank Lopez hit them niggas for Tony
Yeah

[Fabolous:]
Ya'll niggas think I'm twisted huh?
But act up and come see how drunk I am
Ya'll niggas think I'm twisted huh?
Ya'll niggas don't wanna fuck with the Fam
Get rid of that lame
Get rid of that
We about to girl
we about to girl
Come fuck with this girl
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