Click and Spark
Fabolous Lyrics
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You know how we do things
(uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea)
whachu bout to witness
[Fab] F A B O L O U S
[Clue](O L O U S!)
[Clue]Come on, my man Fabolous (uh, yea, uh)
the album, Ghetto Fabolous (come on, uh, yo)
Come on man!!
[Fabolous]
My gun go click and spark
Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and Park
Son those slick remarks, gon' get you
Bla-bla da da,bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)
Y'all walk through my p's in karats
Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots
Ya team wanna beef, thats when I screw the muzzle on the tip
And strap the beam underneath
When I ride through, ya dont see no lid
I put snipers on the roof like Nino did
All it takes is some c-note slid
To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid
I dont scream it in a rough tone
I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help Puff Combs
Every hustler on this planet ask
Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga
uh, yea
F A B, O L O U S
yea, fo real, uh, yo, uh
[Verse 2]
These niggaz gots to be punched
Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta for lunch
If I let this diablo door raid
I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like Diallos doorway
See I know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay
We waitin on boats, these guys go Broadway
Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya Benz
See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin
No you can't take the coupe wit dishes
Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the troop suspicious
Please, I get my dollar from the hersey
I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey
You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin
Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'
Who else can it be spellin it at them
You have them tappin they friend like "I'm tellin you that's him", stupid
In Fabolous's song Click and Spark, the rapper talks about his gun and how he uses it to protect himself. He starts by saying that his gun goes click and spark and that he doesn't leave any witnesses to point him out on 106 and Park, which is a reference to a TV show. Fabolous then talks about how people shouldn't make slick remarks because it could result in them getting in trouble. The lyrics describe how he has a team and how they deal with any potential beefs. He goes on to say that he has snipers on the roof and that he puts a muzzle on the tip and a strap on the beam of his gun. Fabolous ends the verse by saying that he has spots in his whip to hide chrome and that he is giving away twenty-dollar bills that are so big they come in sandwich bags.
The second verse talks about how Fabolous deals with people who act stupid. He says that he will shoot anyone who threatens him or his team, and that he will even tie a bomb under someone's Benz if necessary. He talks about how he waits for boats to bring in pure-yay while other people go Broadway. Fabolous then goes on to describe how he drives on the highway and how it makes people suspicious. He says that he pops his collar on his jersey and that he has a Vanson jacket that shows off his heat. He ends the verse by saying that people will tap their friends to tell them that it's him, showing that he has a high level of respect in his community.
Line by Line Meaning
My gun go click and spark
I'm armed and dangerous
Don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and Park
I commit crimes and leave no witnesses
Son those slick remarks, gon' get you
Don't talk smack to me
Bla-bla da da,bla-bla da da da da (blaow!)
I'll shoot you if you keep talking
Y'all walk through my p’s in karats
You're walking through my diamonds
Wind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots
I'm living a luxurious life
Ya team wanna beef, thats when I screw the muzzle on the tip
When there's conflict, I'm prepared
And strap the beam underneath
I'll use my gun as a weapon
When I ride through, ya dont see no lid
I keep a low profile
I put snipers on the roof like Nino did
I'm ruthless and strategic
All it takes is some c-note slid
Money talks
To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win, even kidnap
I dont scream it in a rough tone
I'm calm and calculated
I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of help Puff Combs
I have secret hiding spots for my weapons
Every hustler on this planet askin' for
Everyone wants to be like me
Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwich bags, nigga
I'm rich and generous
These niggaz gots to be punched
Other people bother me
Act stupid, get shells in ya stomach, like you ate pasta for lunch
Don't mess with me or I'll hurt you
If I let this diablo door raid
If I let my temper get the best of me
I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like Diallos doorway
I'll destroy your home
See I know all yays, we buy ours pure-yay
I'm familiar with drugs
We waitin on boats, these guys go Broadway
I'm involved in drug trafficking
Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya Benz
You're asking for it
See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin
Don't boast about guns, it's dangerous
No you can't take the coupe wit dishes
You can't steal from me
Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the troop suspicious
I'm always on guard
Please, I get my dollar from the hersey
I make money in various ways
I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey
I'm fashionable and tough
You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin
I'm well-armed
Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin'
I'm calm and collected
Who else can it be spellin it at them
Who else can match me?
You have them tappin they friend like 'Im tellin you that's him', stupid
People recognize my talent and name
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERNESTO SHAW, JOHN JACKSON, JOHN DAVID JACKSON, KEN IFILL
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