The Fabolous Life

[Intro - Fabolous - talking]

I introduce you to the life (the life ...)

You meet the life (the life), the life meets you

Everything is nice (nice ...)

[Verse 1 - Fabolous]

Let me welcome you to my world

Everything's "In Living Color" plus the fly girls

On the way in gotta watch 'em with a keen eye

Niggas ain't seen fly 'til they seen I

Maybach cause I'm not a limousine guy

Suit with the bow tie, no bean pies

The Lapels match well with these Ferragamies

Killer shoe game, these are just a pair of Hommie's

Mami, I get up like QB's

Nah, she ain't stepped in blood, those are Lou B's

We don't follow, unless you lead us into VIP

When they know your face, they don't need to see ID

I can see the bottles comin from a mile away

Sparklers on the top, act like they don't want to stop (stop, stop)

She fuck with niggas like Fabolous

Cause to tell the truth baby, life's fabulous

[Hook - Ryan Leslie] (Fabolous)

It's the fabulous life (uh huh), oh I be livin that (uh huh)

Oh I be livin that (uh huh), oh I be livin that (hey!)

Get your money right (huh?), you could be livin that (huh?)

You could be livin that (huh?), you could be livin that (hey!)

It's the fabulous life (yes), oh I be livin that (yes)

Oh I be livin that (yes), oh I be livin that

(How ya livin?) [What?] (How ya livin?) [What?]

(How ya livin?), oh I be livin fabulous

[Verse 2 - Fabolous]

I bow my head and I praise that

We be there and back before the Rosey's flat

Picture me anywhere a clown stays at

I don't think so, homey don't play that

Everything is "boss", like a Rick ad, lib

+Take It To Da House+ like it's Trick Dad', crib

We hit Miami like a Hurricane

Shorty poolside, one piece Vera Wang

She the baddest bitch in them Jackie O shades

Floppy beach hat, she don't give me no shade

Hold the +Heat+ down, she don't even know Wade

Nigga get smoked like cigarette totes

I like a soft kiss and I dig a wet throat

I love when booty bounce like cigarette boats

And it won't quit (won't quit)

She can't wear skinny jeans cause her ass don't fit (don't fit)

Real shit

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Fabolous]

Got a rich bitch on the way

That for real though, just like Wanda say

She just wanna rock my world in a Wanda way

I'm sitting at the airport like andele

First I saw the luggie with the Louis monogram

Then I saw my baby like a sonogram

On the runway, just me and Bentley

I open doors, you ain't gotta "G To Gent" me

I was thinkin Knick game, courtside

She put her hand in my pants, I let that thought slide

We can get it on but there's no leg room

No water bed, just a boat with a bedroom (hey!)

Now you tell me what can top this? (hey!)

Layin on a deck topless (hey!)

Got two different tans, it's a fabulous thing

One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain

[Hook]