(gibberish)....what'd he say? I don't know!nThat's the name of this song, man. Shit, 'I don't know'nhaha, look. uhnnWhat it ain’tnI can but you can’tnI’m the man in the banknWithout a fan I’m a fakenI’m hot, so hot, you need gloves to touch menSaid I’m hot, so hot, yo hoe would love to fuck menShe cash out, pimpin, and I cash innOld school glass house, dude I be mashinnInspector gadget, I have it, I have itnGo go fabby dab it been so long looks like its magicnBoom shakalaka me beats be knockingnMe B-Gs out the window 18 is nothingnIts nada, its nudget, no bigger than rubennSorry for 2005, my niggas was shootinnShop open what is about to close downnNorth Oakland where I’m at but I’m headed east-downnLookin for some rippers and turn em into hookersnStart off in the dumps but I end up in bookersnn[Chorus:]nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nI bet you I can make em say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you will seenI bet u I can make em say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you will seenn[verse:]nThe town is coming backnAnd, you don’t need to ask who brought it because you know the factsnFabby Davis, the son of a pimp, da macknThizz poster boy pimp, man imagine thatnI knock dimes that be founded in HollynRode through the ghost at the holler and HollynThen I head to east had to stop on HollynPolice right behind me I ain’t trippin I’m CharlienI’m, super seck wit it, super cool (super cool),nCoolin in my white tee, I’m doin 'the fool'nIn the middle of the flo goin stupid dumbonWit a snow bunny hoe, hair as long as repunzlenYou ain’t knockin hoes, man what did ya come fo?nDon’t start nuthin, won’t be nuthin, my niggas is gung-honI’m dolo, Solo, jus like HannBut still shock a nigga like my momma was connednn[Chorus:]nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nI bet you I can make u say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you bootsynI bet u I can make u say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you bootsynn[verse 3:]nF-A-B, man where u get hook like that?nI ain’t never seen no Jordan shoes that look like thatnI ain’t never seen a scraper that shush like thatnU be 10 blocks away, I still hear where ya atnGot yogos, tires I’m the one that they admirenI’m the truth you a liar I spit yoga firenI’m the niiig, and that’s thizz my guisenAnd we gig so hard we should be on risenT-H-I-Z one mo ZnIt was close game but we won in o-tnWe smashers and dashers, bostons and mashersnGo hard in the paint like the label ViagranBut it ain’t, its thizz, and its ran by kilonThat’s my big bro and all of us peoplesnI’m F-A-B bring heat like bezonAnd I shit on you FAB niggas just like seagullsnn[Chorus:]nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nEnough with the raps, bring the hook right backnThizz face on! Why you look like that?!nI bet you I can make u say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you bootsynI bet u I can make u say ShaboobalaboopynWhat the hell it mean? I don’t know you bootsy