John David Jackson (born November 18, 1977 in Brooklyn, New York), better k… Read Full Bio ↴John David Jackson (born November 18, 1977 in Brooklyn, New York), better known by his stage name Fabolous, is a Grammy award nominated American rapper, actor and designer signed to Def Jam Records. He released his debut album, Ghetto Fabolous in 2001 and has since released 2003's Street Dreams, 2004's Real Talk and 2007's From Nothin' To Somethin', all of which have collectively sold over four million copies in the United States. His fourth studio album, Loso's Way, was released in July of 2009 and debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200 chart.

It takes talent to make the struggle to succeed seem effortless, but that is the gift that separates artists like Brooklyn's John Jackson, aka Fabolous, from the everyday MC. While most rappers spend more and more time convincing the masses of their "hustle," Fabolous lets his work speak for his effort. With two platinum albums (2001's Ghetto Fabolous and 2003's Street Dreams) and one Gold (2004's Real Talk) to his credit, the veteran hitmaker still exudes a rookie-of-the year swagger. After recording for both Elektra and Atlantic Records, Fab is enjoying a home coming with the legendary Def Jam label. His first recorded song was "If They Want It" from DJ Clue's The Professional, which was released by Roc-A-Fella/Def Jam in 1998.

"I had people in my corner already over there," Fab says of DJ Clue and A&R Skane, the Desert Storm duo who discovered Fabolous. "So it wasn't like I was coming to a new neighborhood."

While he doesn't site any one reason for his move, Fabolous has learned a lot from his time in the industry and is eager to capitalize on his experience. "I haven't peaked yet," he explains. "I was happy with the past records, but I have some adversity to learn off of for the future."

It's appropriate that Fabolous is getting a fresh start for his latest release because he wants From Nothin' to Somethin' to be a rebirth for his fans old and new. "Everybody is trying to take what they have and make something more," says Fabolous, explaining the album's title. "It's a new year, everybody's on their hustle, back in the gym and I'm trying to give them some inspiration. This is music to chase your money too, work out--motivation music.

The first single "Make Me Better" is produced by Grammy Award winning producer Timbaland and finds Fabolous doing what he does best; blending radio ready sound beds with clever and memorable lyrics. Rapping that he needs "a Corretta Scott to make me King" Fab picks up with his female fans where "Baby" left off. "It's a great feel good record, it's got a lot of style to it," he says. "I wanted a record that could show that I could touch different people with my music."

Already recognized for his hit-making ability, Fabolous is eager to show the diversity of his technique while staying true to his blueprint for success. On the cocky "Make Money" he cleverly borrows Notorious B.I.G's trademark chuckle to comment on the laugh-ability of his competition: "these dudes is stand up rappers, hip-hop comedians, I start laughin as soon as I put your CD in." His wit and wordplay is not something he gets enough credit for, but the MC is confident people will come around. "Certain people recognize it," he says, "but its like they'll sing it in the shower, but they won't sing it outside. It's all good though. One of them days you gonna get drunk and start singing that song."

Enlisting a whose-who list of guests that includes Akon, Young Jeezy, Ne-Yo and Junior Reed, Fabolous plays to a variety of audiences on this disc, but there is no mistaking that it's his show from beginning to end. The anthemic "Brooklyn" features a yet to be disclosed surprise guest and "Change Up" pairs Fab with singer, producer extraodinaire Akon helping him reflect on his life and career.

"Anytime you become a successful person, people may look at you and say you changed," explains Fabolous, who references the October 2006 shooting that took place outside of Justin's restaurant in the lyrics of the song. "That record just talks about people changing as a person for money, how they carry themselves and treat other people. For me, I might have changed where I live or my number, but I haven't changed as a person…I slid a line or two about what happened in October but I'm not coming out with a bullet proof vest or anything."

The playful "Foggin Up The Windows," produced by Miami's The Runners, features R. Kelly's chopped and screwed vocals from his hit "Ignition" to prop up Fabolous' ode to parkin' lot pimpin' of the more carnal kind.

"I just took it back to trying to get some in the car," he says with a laugh. "Everyone's either done it or tried to get some in the car. It may not have been the place of choice but everybody's had a hotel on wheels."

Other rewind worthy tracks like "Real Playa" featuring Lloyd, "Diamonds" featuring Young Jeezy and the Just Blaze produced "Back To School" round out an impressive collection that makes From Nothin' to Somethin' worth the two-year wait. In his absence no artist has come close to matching his boyish charm, wit and unassuming cool both on and off the mic. With a new team and a pop of his collar Fabolous is indeed "fresh to Def."

"I'm trying to bring good music back to the game," he says confidently. "And anybody that's bringing good music, the hype is gonna follow them."

No Need for
Fabolous Lyrics

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Uh feels good
If it feels good don't even fight it man
You know?
Yeah man
Real Talk Of New York

Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
So they wanna (pause) the door

Chicks come around and put kisses on the jaw
So I ain't a player that need assistance to score
Any misses you saw
Climb on the couch kicked off the Christian Dior
I done popped 'till I sweat a Christ in a pore
But I do it again if you missed it before
Its no big deal
I'm so big wheel
In them little cars with those big wheels
With a little box full of those big steels
Pretty little chicks in those big heels
For me it never gets old
Most girls is diggers who ain't goin' never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather get cold
8 ball five when the seven gets old

Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation

Now see you the type ta
Get too hyper
Maybe cause your chick like me
But I'm a black card swiper
That just pipe her
And you don't give a like me
They say I'm the sickest since Carter dropped
So girls jump to it with Vince Carters hops
Its the truck with the twenty inch startin' stops
That have 'em not knowin'
Whether they stayin' or goin'
They stare at the Airs and be sayin' it glowin'
And they like my style and the way I be flowin'
But that's when I bud in and say that I'm blowin'
Now you could make the choice if you stayin' or goin'
Girl
We could go any place in the world
And the jet hold twelve so theres space for ya girls
Nobody in the street gonna hear
That you givin' forty thousand feet in the air

Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation

Most of these tag a longs
Brag on songs
But can't keep it up like a Baget thong
Keep frontin' like you spend
While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin
On the other hand
I'm the kind of brother man
With fifty thou of ice just up on the hand
Bentley bright and rocky covered band
And a zone that'll tell the time in another land
Girls spread they legs same day I bagged 'em
Its the Mustard Gut, Mayo Magnum
In the twenty twos with the butter knife shine
That's why every body and they mother like mine
I rarely be
Where the willies be
There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D
Girl you need to make your move
The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove

Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation

Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation

Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation

Overall Meaning

Fabolous's song No Need for Conversation is filled with boastful lyrics of his luxurious lifestyle and ease in attracting women. In the first verse, Fabolous talks about how people are paying attention to him like they did with Tupac Shakur. He states that he doesn't need assistance in scoring women and that the girls who come around him are interested in him without such help. Fabolous describes a lifestyle of wealth and excess, mentioning designer clothing and expensive cars. He also boasts about his sexual prowess and how he has no problem getting women, even while in no need of a conversation.

The second verse continues with Fabolous boasting about his wealth and the lifestyle that comes with it. He mentions his ability to travel the world in private jets and how he has enough space for his girls aboard such jets. Fabolous talks about his expensive taste in jewelry and his ability to afford such high-end items with ease. He then takes shots at other rappers who brag about their wealth but can't maintain such a lifestyle for long. Fabolous boasts of his smoothness and confidence with women and encourages his female listeners to make a move on him.

Overall, No Need for Conversation promotes Fabolous's luxury lifestyle and confidence with women. The lyrics show a man who is unapologetically confident and isn't afraid to brag about his wealth and sex appeal.

Line by Line Meaning

Uh feels good
I'm feeling good and ready to rap

If it feels good don't even fight it man
If it feels good, just embrace it

You know?
You know what I'm talking about

Yeah man
Yeah, I'm just letting you know

Real Talk Of New York
I'm about to lay down some real talk from New York

Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
Everyone's looking at me like they did with Tupac

So they wanna (pause) the door
People want to close the door on me because of all the attention I'm getting

Chicks come around and put kisses on the jaw
Girls come around and want to kiss me

So I ain't a player that need assistance to score
I don't need anyone's help to score with women

Any misses you saw
Any girls you saw me with

Climb on the couch kicked off the Christian Dior
Girls climb on my couch and take their shoes off, not caring about my expensive Christian Dior furniture

I done popped 'till I sweat a Christ in a pore
I've done a lot of drugs in my life, to the point where I've sweated so much that it looked like I had Christ in my pores

But I do it again if you missed it before
I don't care if you don't like what I'm doing, I'm going to keep doing it because I enjoy it

Its no big deal
It's not a big deal to me

I'm so big wheel
I'm a big deal

In them little cars with those big wheels
I drive small cars with big wheels

With a little box full of those big steels
I carry a small box with big guns

Pretty little chicks in those big heels
Attracting beautiful women in high heels is easy for me

For me it never gets old
I'll never get tired of this lifestyle

Most girls is diggers who ain't goin' never hit gold
Most girls are gold diggers who will never find real wealth by chasing after me

I get under the sun when the weather get cold
I enjoy life no matter the circumstances

8 ball five when the seven gets old
I enjoy playing pool with my friends and don't take it too seriously

Hey hey stop that mama
Hey, wait a minute

Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
I'm an East Coast stud

Hey hey you must misunder-stand
Wait, you have the wrong idea

I don't spend all to bend that over
I don't have to spend a lot of money to get with women

Hey hey
Hey, listen up

Why you lookin' like that for?
What's with that look on your face?

I'm done you can run no need for conversation
I'm done talking, you can leave now

No need for conversation
There's nothing else to talk about

Now see you the type ta
You're the kind of person who

Get too hyper
Gets too excited

Maybe cause your chick like me
Maybe it's because your girl likes me

But I'm a black card swiper
I can afford to pay with a black credit card

That just pipe her
I only have sex with her, nothing more

And you don't give a like me
You don't like me

They say I'm the sickest since Carter dropped
People say I'm the best rapper since Lil Wayne (Carter)

So girls jump to it with Vince Carters hops
Girls are attracted to me and jump into my arms like Vince Carter dunking a basketball

Its the truck with the twenty inch startin' stops
I drive a truck with 20-inch rims

That have 'em not knowin'
Makes them unsure

Whether they stayin' or goin'
Whether they want to stay with me or leave

They stare at the Airs and be sayin' it glowin'
They stare at my shoes and think they're glowing

And they like my style and the way I be flowin'
They like my fashion sense and how I rap

But that's when I bud in and say that I'm blowin'
But then I interrupt them and say that I'm succeeding

Now you could make the choice if you stayin' or goin'
Now it's up to you to decide if you want to stay or leave

Girl
Hey, you

We could go any place in the world
We could go anywhere in the world

And the jet hold twelve so theres space for ya girls
My private jet can accommodate your friends

Nobody in the street gonna hear
No one in the streets will be able to hear us

That you givin' forty thousand feet in the air
That you're having sex with me at 40,000 feet in the air

Most of these tag a longs
Most of the people who follow me around

Brag on songs
Like to brag on their songs

But can't keep it up like a Baget thong
But they can't keep up for long

Keep frontin' like you spend
Act like you spend a lot of money

While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin
While your pockets are getting emptier and emptier like Michael Jackson's skin was getting lighter

On the other hand
Meanwhile

I'm the kind of brother man
I'm the kind of person

With fifty thou of ice just up on the hand
Wearing $50,000 worth of jewelry on my hand

Bentley bright and rocky covered band
Driving a bright Bentley with a diamond-covered watch

And a zone that'll tell the time in another land
A watch that can tell time in a different time zone

Girls spread they legs same day I bagged 'em
Girls have sex with me the same day I meet them

Its the Mustard Gut, Mayo Magnum
I use Magnum condoms and have a big gut

In the twenty twos with the butter knife shine
I have 22-inch rims that are so shiny they look like butter knives

That's why every body and they mother like mine
That's why everyone and their mother like me

I rarely be
I don't often

Where the willies be
Where the wealthy people hang out

There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D
No one has been this smooth since Billy Dee Williams

Girl you need to make your move
You need to decide what you want to do

The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove
An inflated ego is what motivates the Lakers to play well

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KHARI CAIN, JOHN JACKSON, GARRETT HAMLER

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