Don't Know Songtext
von Mistah F.A.B.

Aha, rra, mmba
Frrrr, beep, akabakabakabeep, hahaha
What the hell did he say? I don′t know
That's the name of this song, man, and I don′t know
Now One Drop, can you make it stop?
Look, uh


What it ain't, I can but you can't
I′m the man in the paint, without a fan, I′ma faint
I'm hot, so hot you need gloves to touch
I said I′m hot, so hot your ho would love to fuck me
She cash out pimpin' and I cash in
Old school glass house, dude, I be mashin′
Inspector Gadget how I have it, I have it
Cocoa Fabby Davis, been so long, look like it's magic
Boom shakalaka, me beats be knockin′
Me BGs out the window, eighteen is nothing
It's nada, it's Nugent, dude, we′re bigger than Ruben
Sorry, for 2005, my niggas was shootin′
Shop open, but it's ′bout to close down
North Oakland where I'm at, but I′m headed eastbound
Lookin' for some rippers and turn ′em into hookers
I start off in the Dubs, but I end up at Booker's

Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Look like that)
Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Why you look like that?)
I bet you I can make 'em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don′t know, you′re Lucy
I bet you I can make 'em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don′t know, you're Lucy


The town is coming back and
You don′t got to ask who brought it because you know the facts
Fabby Davis, the son of a pimp, the Mac
Thizz poster boy pimp, man, imagine that
I knock dimes that be finer than Holly
Rode through the 'Ghos, had to holler at Holly
Then I hit the East, had to stop on Holly
Police right behind me, I ain′t trippin', I'm jolly
I′m super set with it, super cool
Tooling on my white tee, I′m newing a fool
In the middle of the flow, going stupid, Dumbo
With a snow bunny ho, hair long as Rapunzel
You ain't knockin′ hoes, man, what did you come for?
Don't start nothin′, won't be nothin′, my niggas is gung-ho
I'm dolo, solo, just like Han
But'll still shock a nigga like my mama was Khan

Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Look like that)
Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Why you look like that?)
I bet you I can make ′em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don′t know, you're Lucy
I bet you I can make ′em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don't know, you′re Lucy

Ayy, M.F.A.B, where you get hook like that?
I ain't never seen no Jordan shoes that look like that
I ain′t never seen a scraper that's just like that
You be ten blocks away, I still hear where he at
Got Yokohama tires, I'm the one that they admire
I′m the truth, you a liar, I spit yoga fire
I′m the nig and FT is my guy
We big, so hard, we should be on rides
T-H-I-Z, one more Z
It was close game, but we won in OT
We smashers and dashers, bosses and mashers
Go hard in the paint like the label Viagra
But it ain't, it′s Thizz and it's ran by P-Lo
That′s my big bro and all of us people
I'm M.F.A.B., bring heat like diesel
And I shit on these rap niggas just like seagulls

Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Look like that)
Enough with the raps, bring the hook
Like that (Bring the hook like that)
Thizz face on, why you look like that? (Why you look like that?)
I bet you I can make ′em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don't know, you're Lucy
I bet you I can make ′em say shaboomalaboom, B (What?)
What the hell that mean? I don′t know, you're Lucy