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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
Jagged Edge
Jagged Edge
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernesto Shaw
Ernesto Shaw
Songwriter
Kenneth Ifill
Kenneth Ifill
Songwriter
Brian Casey
Brian Casey
Songwriter
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merlin Bobb
Merlin Bobb
Executive Producer
DJ Clue
DJ Clue
Producer
Duro
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Skåne
Skåne
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Engineer
Dale Ramsey
Dale Ramsey
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fabolous, Jagged Edge
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you, ma
Than everything
I'd give it all
Just for you, yeah
[Verse 2]
You're the one, baby girl, I've never been so sure
Your skin so pure, the type men go for
The type I drive the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin' the horn, rollin' down the windows for
Never been no whore, slow to get you in closed doors
I buy you everything in those stores, this, that and those, yours
As long as Fabulous the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't got to spin no more, I'ma put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say we just friends no more
I shine, you shine, there never been no flaws
I ain't like most who just want to get in those drawers
'Cause every king need a queen
And with me and you, girl, I ain't tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, know what I mean?
Chicks hate? Show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, it's on
[Verse 3]
Girl, I'd trade it all it, money, cars, and everything
Even give up my street dreams
Baby, can I have you on my team? (I don't care baby)
Baby girl, I'd trade it all (I'll trade it)
Even give up my good green
And I'd give the watch and pinky ring
Any thing to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
[Verse 4]
Don't front ma, you know the way I ball is to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin' out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans
Seem like they too small
Them see through tops with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes
There ain't a Betty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun up or braids
And I ain't gon' to talk about them light browns under your shades
Buzz right, dust tight, got a thick set of thighs and struts like
Yo, the game taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with MAC
You got everything the others would lack
Along with the F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
Your patience I personally admire
'Cause I started out a player, now I'm about to have my jersey retired, for real
[Verse 5]
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars, and everything (You can have it all)
'Cause you can have it all
Even give up my street dreams
Baby, can I have you on my team? (Baby, know that I love you)
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (All I need is you by my side)
And I'd give the watch and pinky ring (Baby, baby)
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all (You can have it all)
[Verse 6]
There ain't no mights or maybe
I done did wrong, so I'ma make sure it's right for my baby
You know how tight that my day be
And how long and stressin' them flights to LA be
Ain't no rumors gon' to get back to your friends
Before I let a **** disrespect you, I'll be back in the pen
Front to back, you a ten
You got me thinkin' 'bout puttin' a carseat in the back of the Benz
[Verse 7]
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars, and everything ( I'd trade it all, I'd trade it all)
Even give up my street dreams (I'd trade it all)
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (All my cars, girl)
And I'd give the watch and pinky ring (All of my money, everything)
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
[Verse 8]
Money, cars and everything (Everything)
Even give up my street dreams
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green
And I'd give the watch and pinky ring
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
Even give up my street dreams
Anything to have you on my team
Baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green
Written by: Brian Casey, Chauncey Lamont Hawkins, Ernesto Shaw, John Jackson, Kenneth Ifill
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