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FIO BABY lyrics : "What is Love?"

FiO Baby

What is love? $#&@ that %#@!! Grab a beer, Grab a (*##$,

Look at that chest, look at that rear, turn me up, its a party queer
That Mary Jane, that Citizen Kane, with this Champagne, I feel no pain
%#@!s insane, I've killed my brain, I know its played out, but I make it rain!


Don't worry about buying, I got these bills
Don't know the street life and I never will

You brought your girls, I brought my boys
You don't know it yet, but you just a toy


Like Posada, you good on your knees
Theres a bed upstairs, and the drinks are free
I own this table, watch and see, Im Here all night, Im on a spree

Im bouncing these balls like the NBA, hitting more shots than Kobe B.

I got more time than Doc and Marty,

Kinda like Back to the Future 3
My eyes are low, I look Chinese
Am I slurring yet? more vodka please


RAISE YOUR CUP IN THE AIR
RAISE THE VOLUME, LET IT BLAIR

Girl where you from? What do you do?
Your eyes, a lil low, do you have a clue?


I don't know what she's had, but Ill have a few
Said she's overdue, guess thats my Que.
Back to the hot tub, Twist and Rub

Back to the 90's, called me a scrub

I told that Pigeon Im not a thug

Cause Im in another league
I got my own club
I slug homeruns like the Chi-Town cubs


BiG TriO, Teddy Phaeton, Forget About It!


Patty L
Lady come here, take a shot, grab a beer
As the music flows in your ear

Please don't hurt me no more
Please don't be just another !@^%


So take a shot then dance with me
as the DJ spins some new JP
Bring your girls back to V.I.P

so they can chill with my boys and me

Before the nights over, you'll be out your dress

compare me to other dudes, theres no contest
If I'm slurring my words, heres why?
Im with FiO, Joey T, Ted, and Tina getting high


Me and my boys pop bottles all night
come take a shot, we'll get ya feeling right

so after the club, party at my crib
if you're a sloppy mess then bring a bib


No time for a club head !@$#y ho
Love dime piece strippers, thats fo' sho'
Can't stand these juiced up guido !@$)s

Wear shirts ripped up, like they made from rags

Tape ups, Faux Hawks, they all the same

Frolicing with other guys cause they got no game
wear shirts mad tight, dress mad lame
Go tanning, wear make up, can't bag a dame


Joey T


(Okay, Like a gentleman, whats your story? You Hollister Scumbag)

White House, Crobar, NYC

Pacha, Bed, IM JOEY T
From the Gym to the Club to the Beach to the Mall
Me & my boys, we hit em' all

Affliction, Hardy, Seven, what i miss?

Diesel T, DG on my wrist
got a short temper, don't get me pissed
like Mike Tyson, got lethal fists

Although house is my life, I can still spit

Got too much heart i'll never quit!

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