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."
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."
Rockin' That Thang
Fabolous Lyrics
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Girl I'm in love with you baby.
And I want you to know.
That I'm hooked on your body.
And I'm trying to be your's
Radio killa
Now she the definition of fine
But I told her that her body looks better with mine (x2)
I like the way she rock, her hips
Them rockin hips
Told her we can take off like rocket ships
Straight jacket jeans, you look crazy in 'em
The way you rockin that, I thought they was Jay-Z denim
Let me drop a jewel on ya, put a roc in air
Can I call you nana 'cause you got that rockin' chair
It go back, and forth - then forth and back
When I'm on Patron, or off the yak
Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac
Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that
And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack
I can sneeze some g's so baby let's roll..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like.
Whoa, whoa
Look how shawty roll, roll
She rockin' that shit
I'm like look at shawty go, go
She rockin' to the beat, she rockin' it for me
And all I can think about is rockin' it to sleep
Her face is like a model
Body shape just like a bottle
Girl I wanna hit that more than I wanna hit the lotto
She revvin' me up, I got my hand all on my throttle
I wanna get on top of her, zoom on the Yamaha
So you can call it switchin' gears
Zoom in inside of her
And if it taste how it look I'ma try to swallow her
Call me Mr. Shoe-shine, baby I'ma polish ya
And I leave ya spit clean, I don't use no polisher
Demolition man, tell your friends I demolish ya
Plus I'm that nigga, baby I could make you popular
So get another shot of that Ciroc in ya
'cause I'm gon' be rockin' ya
Treat you like the first lady
I'll put my Barack in ya..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like..
Fresh lack President, one
Air force ones in my Air Force One (Obama)
Is it all a dream? (No) Sorry, my reality
See me rocking that shit is complementing my salary
Complementary balance, told 'em what we tally
Spinning like it's ballet and I touched the budget ballot (Boss)
See the girl, and holla (Eyyy)
Told me that she from the (A)
So you know I had to (eyyy) classify my case..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
Now let me take you to a place far beyond
In a whole 'nother galaxy
Travel in your mind, explore your sexuality
Melt your imagination and mold it into reality
Your heart's my art gallery, girl
Can you feel the pictures that I painted
'cause all of them are related, like a mother to a son
But none of them overrated
There no others, you the one
Our destiny is to make it
Gotta thank you just for sharing your world
Its so real, an inspiration for no reason
But thinking that I'm incapable of taking on the duty of making you interchangeable
The thought is sensational, its perfect bliss
I'm ready to take the milky way to your Hershey's kiss
You know my tongue's got batteries in it
The bedroom, we lose calories in it and start families in it
And don't worry 'cause the situation's under control
So let me dive in your heart and swim around in your soul (Luda)..
Take me I'm yours, shawty
As we rock to the left, rock to the right
Lend me your body and we'll rock it all night
Don't leave us on this floor, shawty
The door's to the left, I parked on the right
Tell the niggas holla back, tell your girls goodnight..
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love, love..
And I want you to know.
That I'm hooked on your body.
And I'm trying to be your's
Radio killa
Now she the definition of fine
I like the way she rock, her hips
Them rockin hips
Told her we can take off like rocket ships
Straight jacket jeans, you look crazy in 'em
The way you rockin that, I thought they was Jay-Z denim
Let me drop a jewel on ya, put a roc in air
Can I call you nana 'cause you got that rockin' chair
It go back, and forth - then forth and back
When I'm on Patron, or off the yak
Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac
Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that
And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack
I can sneeze some g's so baby let's roll..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like.
Whoa, whoa
Look how shawty roll, roll
She rockin' that shit
I'm like look at shawty go, go
She rockin' to the beat, she rockin' it for me
And all I can think about is rockin' it to sleep
Her face is like a model
Body shape just like a bottle
Girl I wanna hit that more than I wanna hit the lotto
She revvin' me up, I got my hand all on my throttle
I wanna get on top of her, zoom on the Yamaha
So you can call it switchin' gears
Zoom in inside of her
And if it taste how it look I'ma try to swallow her
Call me Mr. Shoe-shine, baby I'ma polish ya
And I leave ya spit clean, I don't use no polisher
Demolition man, tell your friends I demolish ya
Plus I'm that nigga, baby I could make you popular
So get another shot of that Ciroc in ya
'cause I'm gon' be rockin' ya
Treat you like the first lady
I'll put my Barack in ya..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like..
Fresh lack President, one
Air force ones in my Air Force One (Obama)
Is it all a dream? (No) Sorry, my reality
See me rocking that shit is complementing my salary
Complementary balance, told 'em what we tally
Spinning like it's ballet and I touched the budget ballot (Boss)
See the girl, and holla (Eyyy)
Told me that she from the (A)
So you know I had to (eyyy) classify my case..
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
She rockin' that shit like
The way you rockin' that up in this club
There's nothing I can say
She rockin' that shit like
Now let me take you to a place far beyond
In a whole 'nother galaxy
Travel in your mind, explore your sexuality
Melt your imagination and mold it into reality
Your heart's my art gallery, girl
Can you feel the pictures that I painted
'cause all of them are related, like a mother to a son
But none of them overrated
There no others, you the one
Our destiny is to make it
Gotta thank you just for sharing your world
Its so real, an inspiration for no reason
But thinking that I'm incapable of taking on the duty of making you interchangeable
The thought is sensational, its perfect bliss
I'm ready to take the milky way to your Hershey's kiss
You know my tongue's got batteries in it
The bedroom, we lose calories in it and start families in it
And don't worry 'cause the situation's under control
So let me dive in your heart and swim around in your soul (Luda)..
Take me I'm yours, shawty
As we rock to the left, rock to the right
Lend me your body and we'll rock it all night
Don't leave us on this floor, shawty
The door's to the left, I parked on the right
Tell the niggas holla back, tell your girls goodnight..
The way you rockin' that up in this club.
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
The way you rockin' that up in this club
I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love, love..
The lyrics to Fabolous's song "Rockin' That Thang" depict the artist's infatuation with a woman and his desire to be with her. He expresses his love for her and states that he is hooked on her body, emphasizing his attraction and infatuation. The line "Radio killa" is a reference to the producer The-Dream, who is known for his catchphrase "Radio killa." Fabolous then describes the woman as the epitome of beauty, telling her that her body looks better with his, emphasizing his confidence and attraction towards her.
He appreciates the way she moves her hips, comparing her to a rocket ship and admiring her in her tight jeans, playfully mentioning that he thought she was wearing Jay-Z's brand of denim. He continues by mentioning that he wants to drop a jewel on her, hinting at giving her something valuable, and asks if he can call her "nana" because she's got that rocking chair effect on him. He describes the back and forth dynamic of their relationship, influenced by alcohol, and playfully mentions his ability to "sneeze some g's" (referring to money). He expresses his willingness to spend money on her and his ability to impress her with his wealth.
The chorus of the song emphasizes the woman's ability to rock her body in the club, capturing the attention and admiration of everyone around her. Fabolous acknowledges that she has made a lasting impact on him and playfully suggests that his heart may "fall in love" due to her captivating presence. The second verse highlights the woman's rocking dance moves and her physical appearance. Fabolous compares her body to that of a model and expresses his desire to be intimate with her, using metaphors related to racing and motorcycles. He mentions his ability to make her popular and references Barack Obama, adding a touch of political and pop culture references to the lyrics.
Overall, "Rockin' That Thang" is a song that celebrates the physical attraction and infatuation between Fabolous and a woman, emphasizing his desire to be with her and his appreciation for her beauty and dancing abilities.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart, Sean Hall
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@jimmycontreras2121
Limewire had me feeling like I was the dj of my hometown always playing these type of bangers at the house parties
@jeremyedwards3013
If I heard this at a party I would cry😂😂😂
@valentineX1X
Facts, rip my dads computer and innocence when I downloaded so real fucked up snuff porn that was labled as fall out boy mash up or something like that.
@thirdeyeinsomnia9776
Fab and Juelz was smooth on this
@blayncleaver7840
Juelz verse slaps so hard Wtf
@DrCalvinTeach
"You know my tongues got batteries in it, the bedroom we burn calories in it, and start families in it". That line is just so hot!
@viliamijayne4972
JUELZ SANTANA AND LUDACRIS MURDERED THIS TRACK HANDS DOWN. STILL SLAPPIN THIS BANGER IN 2020
@ieshadobson4826
Santana killed it hands down!😍😘😎
@bloodyfeek8456
Iesha Dobson fsshoo
@laseanatkins7917
Iesha Dobson my tongue got batteries in it 😉