Artist: Fabolous Album: There Is No Competition 2 Song: You Be Killin 'Em Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro] NICE!!!!!!! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! [Chorus] You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets They should arrest you or whoever dressed you Ain't 'gon stress you, but I'm a let you know Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! [Verse One] You ain't gotta worry 'bout her, shorty straight Been chasin her for two days, First 48 A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent She look like the best money that I ever spent Just watchin my cutiepie get beautified Make me want better jewels, a newer ride Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride Her feet are killin her, I call it shoeicide Lookin good has it's sacrifices Chilly weather bring four figure jacket prices Her body nice, face dime Give you that iPhone 4, face time Shorty in the streets, still handle the home Enough class for wine, still handle patron When them other hoes call I hand her the phone And she hand 'em the tone Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! [Chorus] You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets They should arrest you or whoever dressed you Ain't 'gon stress you, but I'm a let you know Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! [Verse Two] Yeah I know that's what they all says She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez (UH!) Keep it clean cut like bald heads (UH!) Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce So you gotta ball harder than the ball players All she wanna know, is there a mall near us Can't fault her, the last nigga spoiled her But he ain't beat it up, I assault her Should've seen her come to me when I called her Slow strut like she walkin to the altar Hand bag on her arm cost four bills And she ain't gotta beg, borrow or steal Often imitated, never duplicated They say she a dime, I say she underrated (NICE!!!) I just met her so the next solution Dead my old chick, execution [Chorus] You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets They should arrest you or whoever dressed you Ain't 'gon stress you, but I'm a let you know Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em, you be killin 'em Girl you be killin 'em Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! [Outro] You be killin 'em (Had to let you know) You be killin 'em You be killin 'em, girl you be killin 'em Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! (All the ladies, to all the ladies) You be killin 'em (I like to congratulate you) You be killin 'em (Congratulations) You be killin 'em, girl you be killin 'em And you just came from the gym clothes In a fitted cap and some Timbo's And a pair of flats well trimmed toes Camera in the mirror BBM Pose Still killin them hoes, you still killin them hoes You still killin them hoes Uh! Uh! OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!