Still Can't Deny It

"Get familiar!" Clinton Sparks, Clinton Clinton Sparks [Verse One: Fabolous] Niggas can't breathe when I come through, think I got a young shirt on Nah, I pull up the sleeves when I come through Hoodrats all fixin they weave when I come through I'm lookin Super-man, like Chris Reeves in a Hum 2 These niggas change like the leaves when the summer's through And these bitches know they gotta leave when I come to Slide out the suicides of the R Got the waiters in the club doin suicides to the bar Ghetto pop bottles, they should fire Tyra And give me a show called "The Ghetto's Top Models" I'm in a teflon fitted, that'll stop hollows Dark tinted sedan, that the cops follow Somethin like, when they movin the mayor And my phone book alone, will prove I'm a player I get around like gossip do, you lucky you live But it's still possible to get you in the hospital Stupid questions, I'mma answer 'em now If I was barely goin gold I won't be dancin around (no way) Fly backs out, you lil' bird-ass nigga And snack on the cookies and milk in first class nigga I pull the cruise club on the back block In a Magnum that's the same color as the crack rock (damn) Now watch you start fiendin worse, I'm changin my name So now you can call me remember where you seen it first [Hook: XL] Nigga why they keep lookin at me Like he gonna start poppin that shit (gonna start poppin that shit) You should know, when I let things go That yo' ass is gonna get hit (ass is gonna get hit) Recognize who you fuckin with And get familiar nigga where we from (nigga where we from) Street family, nigga don't you try it Cause y'all niggas still can't deny it (still can't deny it) [Verse Two: Fabolous] And usually dames choose the same And scream out the music name It goes fast... whenever I'm in attendance You see icy rings, watches and pendants (wow!) I'm surround by girls who take sense Me and Clue look alike, in them twin Bents It's just that intense, we doin mo' betta These niggas ain't go-getters, they ho sweaters Might fool y'all but me, I know better I flow better than any of these slow spreaders And keep stock in the bank, for the low betters Nigga I blow cheddar like Richard Pryor In "Brewster's Millions," but bitch I'm flyer I switch attire then I switch the tires And stay from 'round you niggas that snitch on wire You know the "Real Talk" of New York [Hook] [Verse Three: XL] We rollin, gettin dough And pull up in the flyest of rides And let these niggas know That fuckin with me ain't nothin nice Cause all I do is roll my trees and get high And stay with a bad-ass chick by my side My name is this game is hard to deny (deny..) [Hook]