Fabolous Trade It All (part Ii) Lyrics

Trade It All (part Ii) Lyrics

[Fabolous]
Uh-huh, yeah

[P.Diddy]
This moment they all been
waitin’ for, playboy (okay)
We here now 
We’re in the house
now, for sure

[Jagged Edge]
Girl, I’d trade it all…
money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street
dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl,
I’d trade it all…

[Fabolous]
I Assume, I’m so
into you
‘Cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with
you
If they ask, I ain’t gotta say whom in them interviews
My
sweet thing never believe them rumors that been true
The fact I had numerous
friends, it’s true
But you was wifey could change me into a groom in a
mintue boo
Maybe my sense of humor gets into you
But girl, they can make a
perfume from the scent of you
I wanna take you where, feel like June in
December too
So what you think about Cancun till the winter boo
I dunno
what the other consumers you been would do
I put a day aside to go to
Bloomies and spend with you
Like any other man I wana zoom to the clinic
too
Ma I wanna see if me and my junior’s identical
I dude, put a
wound on the skin of you
I swear to everything that same afternoon i'll be
in the news, feel me?

[Jagged Edge]
Girl, I’d trade it
all… money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street
dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl,
I’d trade it all…

Even give up my good green
All…
and I’d give the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you
on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it
all…

[P.Diddy]
Come here, girl, come and take a walk with
me
So I could take you places you don’t often be
Come on, ma, come
and get lost with me
As far as them other chicks, can’t get ‘em
off-a me
Everlastin’ love in a whole other fashion
All I’m
askin’, let me cash in
‘Cause I’ll give her passion, all
of the Sean John fashion
In orderly fashion perhaps when u figure out

excatly wat diddy bout cuz we can take this whole city out
Now who
gon’ stop us, who gon’ knock us
Top us, we can’t find
coppers to lock us
Leer jets and choppers, love helipoppers
Separate the
weak from the obsolete
Hare to keep i gotcha
I rock ya word to BIG POPPA
i gotcha

[Jagged Edge]
Girl, I’d trade it all… money,
cars and everything
All… even give up my street dream
All…
anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it
all…

Even give up my good green
All… and I’d give
the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you on my
team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it
all…

[Fabolous]
Now what you want,
huh

[P.Diddy]
I’m gonna give this all up for you,
Shorty

[Fabolous]
Now what you want, huh
Now what you want, huh,
huh, huh

[Fabolous]
Yo’, this new comers known to move with
the seasons
Couple winter lodges, few summer homes
And there for every
oo,um, and moan
and make sure when the new hummer roams the shoes come in
chrome
i aint new at buyin white yellow and Q'cumber stones
That send
chills threw a womans bones 
But life gives grusome alone
Even though I
got the kinda bread that won’t matter if a few crumbs are
blown
Flights done flew some alone
Now I wanna wake up every day with you
in a new number zone
Ma-Me-ya its u I'ma phone(hello)
Just to erase all
the negative view from your dome
And I promise this Fella G
And so case
they hit calm all the jelousy
And drama you tellin’ me, so mama come
yell at me
So I could put the top down and we could cruise like
Tom and
Penelope my charm is a felony 

[Jagged Edge]
Girl, I’d trade
it all… money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street
dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl,
I’d trade it all…

Even give up my good green
All…
and I’d give the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you
on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…

Money,
cars and everything
All… even give up my street dream
All…
anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it
all…

Even give up my good green
All… and I’d give
the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you on my
team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it
all…

[P.Diddy]
Fabolous
Diddy
Desert Storm
Rock on,
rock on
Bad Boy, yeah
Rock on, rock on
DJ Clue, Duro
Rock on, rock
on
I trade it all, baby
That’s for life, that you love me
Stop
playin’, let me holler at you, Boo

Come on, come on
Stop
playin’, come on, come on
Stop playin’, come on, come
on
Stop playin’, come on, come on
Stop playin’, come on,
come on
Stop playin’, come on, come on
Stop playin’, come
on, come on
Stop playin’, come on, come on
I trade it all