Lyrics:
park resident and southside Rider
[Chorus]
Get back, time to get hood jacked
Gold chain, took that
World of Ghetto fabulous Dopeboys and Hoodrats
on a quiet spree
Fighting vainly the old ennui
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me
the truth, baby, life fabulous
But you make it look glamorous
Your spaghetti strapped heels aren't for amateurs
Wrist quite rocky, talk like Foxy
Job like
I met a girl a wonderful girl
Who's really got a lot to recommend her for a girl
Fabulous creature without any doubt
Hey what am I getting so
one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before
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one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit,
a you posses the Midas touch
From head to toe Buju say them fabulous
And love it when the woman them gorgeous
No other thing on this earth I would
at ya when you're living fabulous
Self made, mean you never out here kissing asses
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Mad at the world, but
Thank you, and please come again ('gain)
All we know here is the win (win)
Fabulous, gone with the wind (wind)
All of this one of a kind
But if I
one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before
of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit, of the end
down like that
I got the game in my vein
Million dollar rings and things and still want change
Ghetto Fabulous, soldier nigga, fuck a busta
spree,
Fighting vainly the old ennui,
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me
you know how it goes
It's Friday night, the club is about to close
And I was lookin fabulous
So I, got up to stretch 'bout to catch me one of these
a gangsta
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly]
I'm lookin' for them gangsta girls, not them fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my
travellin back to Nazareth
Most fabulous
To raise up the black dead slaves like Lazarus
When I catch rays through the blaze holy essays
No more death days
never, we fabulous (yeah)
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (ha)
Oh shit, my whole clique victorious (yeah)
Takin' no prisoners, niggas
There's a new sensation
A fabulous creation
A danceable solution
To teenage revolution
Do the Strand love
When you feel love
It's the new way
never, we fabulous (yeah)
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (ha)
Oh shit, my whole clique victorious (yeah)
Takin' no prisoners, niggas
There's a new sensation
A fabulous creation
A danceable solution
To teenage revolution
Do the Strand love
When you feel love
It's the new way
to madness
Head heavy like I'm trippin' on acid tablets
Yesterday as I recall was all fabulous I thought so
But now it feel like shots hittin' my torso
spree, fighting vainly the old ennui
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before
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