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You Be Killin Em (Album Version|Edited)

Fabolous
2010-08-313:22 minSynced lyrics

"You Be Killin Em (Album Version|Edited)" is a song by Fabolous, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:22 long and contains 77 lines and 508 words.

0:23You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
0:25I dead em all now hop outta caskets
0:28They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
0:30Ain't gon stress you but ima let you know
0:33Girl you be killin em
0:34You be killin em
0:35Girl you be killin em
0:37You be killin em
0:38Girl you be killin em
0:39You be killin em
0:39Girl you be killin em
0:43You ain't gotta worry bout her shorty straight
0:46Been chasing her for 2 days first 48
0:48A bad b**ch cost she worth every cent
0:51She look like the best money that I ever spent
0:53Just watching my cutiepie get beautified
0:56Make me want buy her jewels a newer ride
0:58Louie vaton shoes she got too much pride
1:01Her feet are killing her I call it shoe-icide
1:04Looking good has it's sacrifices
1:05Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices
1:09Her body nice face dime
1:11Give you that iPhone 4 face time
1:14Shorty in the streets still handle the home
1:16Enough class for wine still handle patron
1:19When them other hoes call I hand her the phone
1:21And she hand em the tone
1:24You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
1:26I dead em all now hop outta caskets
1:29They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
1:31Ain't gon stress you but ima let you know
1:34Girl you be killin em
1:35You be killin em
1:37Girl you be killin em
1:38You be killin em
1:39Girl you be killin em
1:40You be killin em
1:41Girl you be killin em
1:45Yeah I know that's what they all says
1:47She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez
1:50Keep it clean cut like bald heads
1:52Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce
1:55So you gotta ball harder than them ball players
1:57All she wanna know is there a mall near us
2:00Can't fault her the last ni**a spoiled her
2:02But he ain't beat it up I assault her
2:05Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
2:07Slow strut like she walking to the altar
2:10Hand bag on her arm cost four bills
2:13And she ain't gotta beg borrow or steal
2:15Often imitated never duplicated
2:18They say she a dime I say she underrated
2:21I just met her so the next solution
2:23Dead my old chick execution
2:25You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
2:28I dead em all now hop outta caskets
2:30They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
2:33Ain't gon stress you but ima let you know
2:35Girl you be killin em
2:36You be killin em
2:38Girl you be killin em
2:39You be killin em
2:40Girl you be killin em
2:42You be killin em
2:42Girl you be killin em
2:48You be killin em
2:49Had to let you know
2:56All the ladies (to all the ladies)
2:59I'd like to congratulate you
3:02Congratulations
3:07In her just came from the gym clothes
3:09In a fitted cap and some Timbo's
3:12And a pair of flats well trimmed toes
3:14Camera in the mirror BBM Pose
3:17Still killin em hoes
3:20You still killin em hoes
3:22You still killin em hoes
You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
I dead em all now hop outta caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon stress you but ima 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
You ain't gotta worry bout her shorty straight
Been chasing her for 2 days first 48
A bad b**ch cost she worth every cent
She look like the best money that I ever spent
Just watching my cutiepie get beautified
Make me want buy her jewels a newer ride
Louie vaton shoes she got too much pride
Her feet are killing her I call it shoe-icide
Looking good has it's sacrifices
Chilly weather bring 4 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
You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
I dead em all now hop outta caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon stress you but ima 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
Yeah I know that's what they all says
She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez
Keep it clean cut like bald heads
Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce
So you gotta ball harder than them ball players
All she wanna know is there a mall near us
Can't fault her the last ni**a spoiled her
But he ain't beat it up I assault her
Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
Slow strut like she walking 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
I just met her so the next solution
Dead my old chick execution
You what's up girl ain't gotta ask it
I dead em all now hop outta caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon stress you but ima 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
You be killin em
Had to let you know
All the ladies (to all the ladies)
I'd like to congratulate you
Congratulations
In her 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 em hoes
You still killin em hoes
You still killin em hoes
You Be Killin Em (Album Version|Edited) lyrics

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