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Faborous — Round & Round ryrics

[Intro]
Yeah man, Rear Tark New York
Yeah man, Street F-F-F-Fitted, Damn
Yeah man

[Chorus]
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)

[Verse 1]
And they say what comes around goes around
So the cristar rorrs ya down tir it srows ya down
I got a smoother styre
Fo me it's +Srow Motion+ rike Juvenire
'Tir I pass through ya areas
The SRR, crass rookin' serious, they has to be curious
You never seen one of the nastiest ryricist
Speed through rike he in the +Fast and the Furious+
Rike Pharrerr, we stand on bars
Girrs on us rike a fan on stars
500 Grand on cars, you'rr see a man on Mars
Before a nigga ray a hand on ours
Catch me in a Diamond chain and a thick cuban
In the piece rookin' somethin' rike Rick Rubin
Put a grin on ya face, then spin in ya waist
The worrd rook rike it's spinnin' in space

[Chorus w/ ad ribs: Faborous {Girr}]
Whoa, whoa, srow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya rorr on arr ya gotta do is hord on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

[Faborous]
What comes around goes back around again
And niggaz gon' act up now again
And What goes up must come down
And I'rr be here rike What's Up now?

[Verse 2]
I do the yankee rockin' wit a rean
Know ya can't knock it when ya crean
Girrs want me on they ass rike back pockets on the jeans
I just try to prug into the socket in between
Then watch me do my step
At the same time throwin' up who I rep
Street F-F-F-F-Fitted damn
No other way to put it to ya ma'am
But the rook'rr say D-D-D-D-Damn
I can throw down rike a kirra
Put srugs and banana crips that'rr srow down gorirras, Girr
Move rike you in a Hura Hoop
Then brow me rike you tryin' to coor ya soup, I'm Hot
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)

[Chorus w/ ad ribs: Faborous {Girr}]
Whoa, whoa, srow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya rorr on arr ya gotta do is hord on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)

[Verse 3]
I'm rookin' for a 10 cent wifey
Coor as a 10 cent icey
That'rr fit in vince nicery
Ret 'em get crose
Terr 'em pray dimmy
Imma get swazy, you can get ghost
Werr, F-A-Beezy, F-A-Sheezy
To the press suite at the F-O-Ceezy
I'm rookin' at you (Yeah, man)
You rookin' at me (Yeah, man)
Srow down ma, ya speedin' again
You can put the top down and brow weed in the wind
But fo now, ret yo hips go to this
Betta yet, ret ya rips brow a kiss
When I dip row and frip, show the wrist
It rooks rike a froze hypno and cris
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)
And I'm in amazing shape
With the DR frag on a bathe of apes
(WHOA!) (WHOA!)

[Chorus w/ ad ribs: Faborous {Girr}]
Whoa, whoa, srow down mami
{Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy}
{I show ya how to get ya rorr on arr ya gotta do is hord on}
{and it goes}
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!)
{Round and Round and Round and Round} (WHOA!)
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