Mistah F.A.B. was born and raised in North Oakland and raised by his grandmother and his mother, who sometimes worked four jobs to support him while his father was incarcerated. When F.A.B. was 12, his father died of complications of AIDS. Around that time, F.A.B. started writing and rapping. In high school F.A.B. competed in freestyle rap.
Dem Cars
Mistah F.A.B. Lyrics
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Ugh...I Jump Inside My Scraper Grab Da Dooby Out Da Ashtray Tryna Find A Lighter Some Matches Or Sumtin Anythang Poli-Ce Get Behind Me I Aint Startin Up My Car Actin Like Im Lookin For Sumtin Im Lookin Kinda Hard He Ride By So I Hop Out In His Rearveiw Peepin Tryna See Wat Im About And.. He Hit Da Corner Hop In Go Da Other Way Bumpin Some Mac Dre With Some Expensive's Stunna Shades Thumpin Kinda Hard Like A Double In A Movie Wit A Super Bad Cutie And Im Rubbin On Her Booty And She Feelin On Ma Bone, My Piper, My Pecker, My Peter Spillin My Patrone On Two My Bitter Bear My Hyphy Radar It Be Goin Off Da Meter Another Myspace Groopy Hit Me Man Im Gonna Meet Her And We Could Chop It Up And Down Like A Lumber Jack Prince Of Da Bay But A I Used To Be A Thunders Cat
[Hook:]
We Ride Dem Cars, Dem Cars Dat Go Skurr!(Skurr!) Deep Off That Purp Out Da Window Throwin Up Da Turf!(Turf!)We Push It (Push It) Coast It (Coast It) Gas It Gas It Break It Break It Shake It (Shake It) Move It Move It Spin It Spin It Swang It Swang It
[Verse 2:]
Thizz Wad It Iz I Hold It Down For Thizz I Always Handle My Biz I Take Care Of Ma Nigz If I Had Babies(Babies) I Take Care Of My Kidz But I Aint Got No Kids See Its Just Me And My Chick My Work My Twork [?] Rake Dem Tricks Dey Juice Dey Juice Em Like [?] Im To Hard... I Dont Need Em Do Friday Nights 10 To 12 Yellow Bus Radio
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Dis One For My Homies In Da Scrapers Wit Da Handlebars Ghostridin Whips On Some Bikes Like Some Handlebars Lookin Smooth Do Da Fool Do It All Da Time Dont Like Dis Insurnace And Da Window Gotta Number 9 Dis October Sure Its Over If They Ever Say Its Fall Ridin Wit Da Piper Tryna Neva Catch A Fall Salty Califalty
[Hook]
In Mistah F.A.B.'s song Dem Cars, the artist delivers a vivid description of riding around in his car, smoking weed and listening to music. In the first verse, he talks about getting pulled over by the police and acting nonchalant. He then describes his car ride with a woman, rubbing on her booty while she touches his "piper" (slang for penis). The second verse is a declaration of his loyalty to the Thizz movement (a music and lifestyle genre created in the Bay Area in the early 2000s), boasting about his success, and his ability to handle business. In the third verse, Mistah F.A.B. shouts out his friends who ride bikes with handlebars and describes the feeling of riding around in California, referencing the state's 9-digit zip code system and its salty nature.
The song's chorus is a repetition of the hook, "We ride dem cars, dem cars dat go skurr! (Skurr!)" repeated several times, along with various phrases about pushing, coasting, and moving the car.
Overall, the song is a celebration of Bay Area car culture and the Thizz movement.
Line by Line Meaning
Ugh...I Jump Inside My Scraper Grab Da Dooby Out Da Ashtray Tryna Find A Lighter Some Matches Or Sumtin Anythang Poli-Ce Get Behind Me I Aint Startin Up My Car Actin Like Im Lookin For Sumtin Im Lookin Kinda Hard
I quickly get inside my car and search for a lighter or anything to light up my joint. If the police get behind me I act like I'm looking for something else, but I'm really searching hard for a lighter or matches.
He Ride By So I Hop Out In His Rearveiw Peepin Tryna See Wat Im About And.. He Hit Da Corner Hop In Go Da Other Way Bumpin Some Mac Dre With Some Expensive's Stunna Shades Thumpin Kinda Hard Like A Double In A Movie Wit A Super Bad Cutie And Im Rubbin On Her Booty And She Feelin On Ma Bone, My Piper, My Pecker, My Peter Spillin My Patrone On Two My Bitter Bear My Hyphy Radar It Be Goin Off Da Meter Another Myspace Groopy Hit Me Man Im Gonna Meet Her And We Could Chop It Up And Down Like A Lumber Jack Prince Of Da Bay But A I Used To Be A Thunders Cat
When the police drive past, I quickly hop out of my car and try to figure out what he's thinking about me. He makes a turn and I go the other way, bumping Mac Dre with expensive sunglasses on, enjoying the company of a super attractive woman. I'm feeling great and attracting attention from another woman on social media. I'm the prince of the bay, although I used to be more rowdy.
We Ride Dem Cars, Dem Cars Dat Go Skurr!(Skurr!) Deep Off That Purp Out Da Window Throwin Up Da Turf!(Turf!)We Push It (Push It) Coast It (Coast It) Gas It Gas It Break It Break It Shake It (Shake It) Move It Move It Spin It Spin It Swang It Swang It
We ride in our cars that go fast, smoking on some strong purple weed and representing our turf by throwing up the signs out the window. We push the limits, accelerate, hit the brakes, and dance inside the car, swerving and making it spin.
Thizz Wad It Iz I Hold It Down For Thizz I Always Handle My Biz I Take Care Of Ma Nigz If I Had Babies(Babies) I Take Care Of My Kidz But I Aint Got No Kids See Its Just Me And My Chick My Work My Twork [?] Rake Dem Tricks Dey Juice Dey Juice Em Like [?] Im To Hard... I Dont Need Em Do Friday Nights 10 To 12 Yellow Bus Radio Im Hella Manny Do Manny Like Yuk'num Sippin On Sum[?] When Im Goin Dum I Come Dis Quick Better Den The Game Mistah Fab Do Dis Shit Yeah Better Then Ya Brain Say My Name Like Child Outa Desteney I Told You Once Again I Got Da North East And West Wit Me Thizz Wad It Iz Told Yall Dont Mess Wit Me Who Did This Beat? Oh, My Pimpin Partna' Rob-E
I represent the thizz culture well, handling my business and taking care of my crew, even if I don't have any kids. It's just me and my girl, putting in work and making money. I don't need tricks since I'm tough and I do my radio show on Friday nights. I'm good at what I do and I come out on top, even better than The Game. People say my name a lot and I've got support from all over the East, North, and West. Don't mess with me. Shout out to my partner Rob-E for the beat.
Dis One For My Homies In Da Scrapers Wit Da Handlebars Ghostridin Whips On Some Bikes Like Some Handlebars Lookin Smooth Do Da Fool Do It All Da Time Dont Like Dis Insurnace And Da Window Gotta Number 9 Dis October Sure Its Over If They Ever Say Its Fall Ridin Wit Da Piper Tryna Neva Catch A Fall Salty Califalty
This one's for my friends who ride in scrapers with handlebars, and those who ghost ride their cars and bikes, looking smooth and foolish. We don't like insurance and we cover our windows with the number 9 during October, making sure the party never stops, even after summer ends. I'm riding with Piper, trying not to fall and enjoying the salty air of California.
Contributed by Chase M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Scott Quinn
this is hyphy music at its finest
antonio lopez mier
Miss them days when i use to go dumb in Redwood city miss the yay área. Much licencia from mexico
chocobo_king
This song best wen u on a freeway goin hela fast hi
MacDaddie9
GOOD times I feel u
1ndividual One
How does this shit only have 24k views? I was a purebred FAB hater before I heard this song, I couldn't understand why anyone would listen to him and wad flabergasted when I found out this was him. Now I for surely agree that Money Is Something To Always Have
kdub crooks
Yerp yerp yerp skrrrtt
Gevonna Garcia
2021?!
THIZZKID700
2020
Christopher Watts
ayecuhh