Look at Me
F.B.G. Duck Lyrics


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Beotch!

Whas happenin', whas happenin'?
You got to love this yere nigguh
My boys, my Hot Boys
Juve and them
Bout to lace this game nigga
Do it the way we do it with E-4-0 Charlie Hustle

Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches
Stealin niggas cars to TV's in Expeditions
Thuggin' is how I play it everyday all day
I keep it all the way real I can't see it no other way
I represent mines, Hot Boys
Slip up my whole click rides, get shot boy
That's how it go, we straight do or die we checkmate holdin' niggas
Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga
(Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!)

Let's get this shit cracklin'
My probation officer's gonna know what! happened
Stay out the way I'm H-O-T and bout that action
Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin', camouflage fashion
I'm all about that luxury (luxury) I'm also bout
Puttin' 50 in yo' head boy if you thinkin' bout fuckin' me
I'ma be here fo' a minute (what! else?) you gotta respect it (uh-huh)
There's a lot of niggas out here gettin' killed to accept it

Beotch!

Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

Charlie Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin' slow
With a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-ass hoe
Squattin four times ga-uh gold Zenith wides and vogues
Bout snuffin down, right next to me, is the call from the frogs
Uh sound system on bloo-blam-blam
Puffin on the doobie almost grubbed, dang it burnt in my lap
Smokin' trees with the window up (windows up)
Traffic backed up, middle finger up
I don't associate or surround myself with CI's
Confidential Informants snitches affadavits stool pigeons
Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps I be kickin' it real tough
With the, PI's, hustlers, tycoons
Gangsters killers that might not even look like
With trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of Benzes
Player type individuals, thugged out times a thousand
Those nigguh-ish niggaroles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
New millenium wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs
House parties strip joints gamblin shacks and hole in the wall clubs

Beotch!

Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

Man, it's like neighborhood shit with a gangster bitch
So get yo' paper straight nigga and go and buy some shit
TV's inside when I ride bitch
And I'ma hide these hoes behind limo tints
Fulfill my dreams I'm a rich bitch
And when I hit yo' hood I'ma blind a bitch
Shine, tape sellin' got me buyin' shit
Dyin? Gon' be here past ninety-nine, slick
Rewind, these hoes back to time slick
So nigga slap that bitch, bat that batch
Kick her in the ass and tell that hoe Hot Boy in this bitch
So nigga fuck that bitch, tell her suck yo' dick

Now, now
Here come the youngest, Wayne, you can call me Weezy
Flyin up the interstate in a Lamborghini
Police right behind me, I'm drivin' too fast
I pull over on the grass, they want my autograph
I flipped off ki's, I get my G's
I spit my 3's if you twist my cheese
I'm duckin white sheets and I avoid the Feds
If you think that you can stop us boi go auhead

Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

Beotch!

E-Feezy and the HB's in this motherfucker man (the Hot Boys)
Juvenile (Bosco) you heard about me
The BG (uh-huh) the number one stun'na (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Baby Thirty-Two Gold ya heard me?
The Bay Area, and the U-P-T (uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh)
We connected nigga, you gotta respect it




It's off the heezy
Uh, uh (what!, Beotch!)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to F.B.G. Duck's song "Look at Me" are a typical example of the genre of gangsta rap. The artist boasts about his rise from poverty to wealth, his flashy possessions, and his willingness to resort to violence to defend his status. He describes his rough upbringing and how he has made it big in the game. He also talks about loyalty to his "Hot Boys" crew and how they do whatever it takes to stay on top, which includes shooting their enemies and even their mothers.


The song starts with an introduction from another rapper who laces the game with his crew, E-4-0 Charles Hustle. Then, F.B.G. Duck starts his verse by saying how he went from "rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches." He details how he used to steal cars and now owns TV's in expeditions. The lyrics emphasize how he plays it tough every day, keeping it real with everyone. Loyalty plays a significant role in F.B.G. Duck's life, and he represents his crew with pride. The artist then goes on to describe how he is ready for trouble with a probation officer, equipped with slugs, face masks, and camouflage fashion.


The chorus repeats itself, with the artist boasting about his wealth and possessions, such as a platinum ring and 20-inch Twinkies. The lyrics talk about being all about luxury but also having a violent side, warning potential enemies that they will catch a bullet in their head. The other rappers in the song, such as Juvenile and Lil Wayne, have similar bragging lyrics, talking about their cars, possessions, and riches. The lyrics are typical of the gangsta rap genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Beotch!
Addressing someone in an insulting manner


Whas happenin', whas happenin'?
Greeting or asking someone how they are doing


You got to love this yere nigguh
Self-promotion, encouraging others to admire him


My boys, my Hot Boys
Referring to his group, associates, or gang members


Bout to lace this game nigga
About to compete or become successful in a particular activity or profession


Do it the way we do it with E-4-0 Charlie Hustle
Suggesting to do it the way their team leader does it


Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches
Describing his upward trajectory from poverty to wealth and from unattractive women to attractive women


Stealin niggas cars to TV's in Expeditions
Expanding on his success and wealth, having cars and expensive electronics


Thuggin' is how I play it everyday all day
Describing his lifestyle of being a thug, engaging in criminal activities


I keep it all the way real I can't see it no other way
Promoting his honesty, saying he cannot see any other way to be


I represent mines, Hot Boys
Stating his allegiance to his group or gang


Slip up my whole click rides, get shot boy
Warning against betraying or messing with his gang, he and his gang will retaliate with violence


That's how it go, we straight do or die we checkmate holdin' niggas
Describing the high stakes and consequences of their criminal lifestyle, suggesting they always win because they are holding other people (in checkmate)


Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga
Threatening to go to his enemy's house and kick down their door, referencing their mother


(Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!)
Shouting out the name of his fellow Hot Boy


Let's get this shit cracklin'
Let's get things going or started


My probation officer's gonna know what! happened
Anticipating trouble with his probation officer due to his criminal lifestyle


Stay out the way I'm H-O-T and bout that action
Advising someone to stay clear of him because he is focused on being a Hot Boy and getting into action


Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin', camouflage fashion
Describing the way he dresses when getting involved in criminal activity


I'm all about that luxury (luxury) I'm also bout
Stating his intentions for wealth and luxury, also emphasizing he is about something else


Puttin' 50 in yo' head boy if you thinkin' bout fuckin' me
Warning against crossing him, suggesting he will harm or kill someone if they mess with him


I'ma be here fo' a minute (what! else?) you gotta respect it (uh-huh)
Asserting his presence and importance in the game, asking people to respect him for this


There's a lot of niggas out here gettin' killed to accept it
Acknowledging the danger in their lifestyle and suggesting that this is somehow worth it


Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
Showing off his jewelry, specifically a platinum ring


Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
Showing off his car rims


I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
Asserting his swag and personality


Charlie Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin' slow
Referencing his earlier line and adding that he is going fast but appears to be moving slowly


With a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-ass hoe
Describing what he is carrying or consuming, specifically beer and marijuana, and adding a reference to a seductive woman


Squattin four times ga-uh gold Zenith wides and vogues
Showing off his car rims again


Bout snuffin down, right next to me, is the call from the frogs
Referencing an unknown situation or person, potentially violent or dangerous, using a slang term for police officers


Uh sound system on bloo-blam-blam
Describing his car stereo, implying it is high-quality and loud


Puffin on the doobie almost grubbed, dang it burnt in my lap
Smoking marijuana, nearly spilling it on himself


Smokin' trees with the window up (windows up)
Smoking marijuana with the car windows closed


Traffic backed up, middle finger up
Expressing frustration with traffic by flipping someone off


I don't associate or surround myself with CI's
Claiming he does not associate with confidential informants


Confidential Informants snitches affadavits stool pigeons
Listing different types of people he probably dislikes for snitching on others


Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps I be kickin' it real tough
Listing different types of people he probably dislikes for being weak, and asserting his toughness


With the, PI's, hustlers, tycoons
Listing different types of people he probably wants to associate with or admires


Gangsters killers that might not even look like
Describing the way someone may not look like a gangster or killer but still is one


With trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of Benzes
Describing the success and material wealth of these people


Player type individuals, thugged out times a thousand
Describing the swag and toughness of these successful people


Those nigguh-ish niggaroles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
Continuing to describe the wealthy and successful people he admires or wants to be like


New millenium wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs
Describing the set of people he associates with, contrasting with the people he dislikes


House parties strip joints gamblin shacks and hole in the wall clubs
Listing different places where he probably spends time or parties


Man, it's like neighborhood shit with a gangster bitch
Describing the sense of community he feels with other gangsters, and a reference to a seductive woman


So get yo' paper straight nigga and go and buy some shit
Encouraging someone to gain wealth and spend money on luxury items


TV's inside when I ride bitch
Describing his car's entertainment system


And I'ma hide these hoes behind limo tints
Mentioning that he may be hiding someone in his car to avoid police detection


Fulfill my dreams I'm a rich bitch
Re-iterating his dream of achieving wealth


And when I hit yo' hood I'ma blind a bitch
Describing his desire to blind or impress someone when he comes to their neighborhood


Shine, tape sellin' got me buyin' shit
Describing his success in the music industry and how it allows him to buy luxury items


Dyin? Gon' be here past ninety-nine, slick
Suggesting he won't die young and will live to a ripe old age


Rewind, these hoes back to time slick
Potentially a reference to time travel or wishing to relive his young adulthood with different partners


So nigga slap that bitch, bat that batch
Using derogatory language to suggest violence against women


Kick her in the ass and tell that hoe Hot Boy in this bitch
Encouraging physical violence and to assert his pride in being a Hot Boy


So nigga fuck that bitch, tell her suck yo' dick
Using derogatory language and making a vulgar demand of someone


Here come the youngest, Wayne, you can call me Weezy
Introducing himself as the rapper, Lil Wayne


Flyin up the interstate in a Lamborghini
Describing his high-speed travels in a luxury sports car


Police right behind me, I'm drivin' too fast
Acknowledging that he is driving recklessly and may be pursued by police


I pull over on the grass, they want my autograph
Stopping the car and finding out that the police did not want to pet him down but actually wanted an autograph


I flipped off ki's, I get my G's
Disrespecting people or things, and getting his money


I spit my 3's if you twist my cheese
Saying he will rap 'his' turn and if someone's behavior annoys him,


I'm duckin white sheets and I avoid the Feds
Describing the authorities he is avoiding to not get into trouble


If you think that you can stop us boi go auhead
Challenging anyone trying to stop him or his group from succeeding


E-Feezy and the HB's in this motherfucker man (the Hot Boys)
Referring to his stage name, his associates, and his group


Juvenile (Bosco) you heard about me
Repeating his shoutout to his fellow gang member, Juvenile, and demanding respect


The BG (uh-huh) the number one stun'na (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Referring to himself as BG, claiming to be the best at what they do


Baby Thirty-Two Gold ya heard me?
Asking for the listener's attention and awareness


The Bay Area, and the U-P-T (uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh)
Referencing the areas where he and his gang members are from


We connected nigga, you gotta respect it
Claiming he has connections, and demanding the listener's respect


It's off the heezy
Suggesting that the situation is full of energy and excitement


Uh, uh (what!, Beotch!)
Ending the song with adlibs and shouts.




Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHRISTOPHER DORSEY, D CARTER, J COOLEY, C DORSEY, T GREY, B KANTE, R OLIVER, B WILLIAMS

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@headtrips1

2020. Old FBG tracks went just as hard as GBE. The real know.

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Facts it’s definitely FBG>GBE/OTf

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@ypistolpete8315

This shit hit different, I remember when this song first came out I was only 12 rest up big clout πŸ¦†

@heartbreakkid1966

On a duck marathon , shit got my head fucked up . Literally grew up off this drill music πŸ’―πŸ™πŸΎ RIP a Legend

@__boo

Rest In Peace Duck. Just yesterday he passed away.

@jizdafknman8853

Low key one of ducks best tracks

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