There He Go (feat Paul Cain, Red Cafe & Freck Billionaire)
[Hook: Red Cafe] I'm so fly, so fly You might see a nigga if you look up in the sky like There he go, (there he go), there he go, (there he go), (there he go) There go that motherfucker
[Woman:] I'm so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly You might see me when you look up in the sky like There she go, (there she go), there she go, (there she go), there she go There go that motherfucker
[Verse 1: Red Cafe] Ugnh I did it yup yup I did it I'm super fly with it paper arrives with it Get the magazine if you wanna vibe with it That rich young queen like I mixed Tide with it Now I be live with it I turns on my lovers the lollipop girls Now they are all suckas And we are all gutta The flyest of em all Light fi fire to em all Yeah we airborn I took her airborn Stones clear Like her mama was Liz Clairborne I'm goin down down baby Your street in a Spur flyin you see the blur Ugnh what else!
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[Verse 2: Freck Billionaire] Ayo you see this the drop head coup I just added room It's so crazy I should park it in "The Padded Room" I'm with my bad young bitch she Israelian Nigga, she so bad she got em staring like she alien Philly B the one the bitches wanna deal with Nowadays I just screw them like a drill bit Straight Homicide and murder every verse rappin Philly Freck bitch I'm flyer than the first captain
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[Verse 3: Fabolous] I'm so fly they should put me in disguise My shits tight like they didn't put me in my size I already know don't put me on surprise They gone be like there he go if you put me in disguise Only be with winners they should put me as a prize And you pussy niggas should be put between some thighs These diamonds here clearer than HD Them niggas over there squarer then a H3 They can't reach us that is why they pointin baby I'm on my job them bitches gonna need appointments baby And if you suckas tryin to see me just look me up I hope the first place you look be up Here I go
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[Verse 4: Paul Cain] There he go! I'm doin my damn thing (there he go!) Leanin off of that champagne (there he go!) It's the homie they call cain (there he go!) I'm gettin money you fools should do the same (there he go!) Fly as a G4 plane (there he go!) White and yellows all in the chain (there he go!) Y'all niggas no I stay so fly Got the top down when I blow by With the dough I am multi You know why