Ma' Be Easy - Lyrics - Fabolous

uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh yeah, yeah, yeah (Verse 1) Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick or spend Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin cheesein' and snickerin' Playa like me? every season these chicks have been Talkin' how I came through the P's in a sicker Benz Heard about the platinum visas the bricker bends Jewels so icey I need freezers to sitck 'em in I be's in the keys wit a click of friends Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to grin I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin It's gon' look like she havin' a seizure I stick it in Skeos say "can I get the keys to ya six again?" After I nut, that's when amnesia be kickin' in Most broads I done met, ain't see a guy Who spend a G on gucci T's, five for sweats I'm what chicks strive to get, I stay in the P.J's You thinkin (?) i'm talkin' pivate jets, uh (Chorus) I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm - ma' be easy (Watch it, please) Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride - ma' be easy (Put down that cheese) Gotta have a broad wantin' and let me hold somethin' - ma' be easy (You get nothin' from me) You get NOTHIN! (Verse 2) So the kid never stresses a female And if you ask where I live they gon' give you addresses to e-mail All that cops can suggest is that he sell How I'm gon' push it unless it's a v-12 From S's to CL's, I request is detail In the head rests his t.v's dwell They heard how many albums I presses for retail And they can't get a dime unless it's a weed sale And lets be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills Gettin Cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled And my wardrobe look like I got an Ice Berg History deal Still dames have been givin me slow neck And I don't even know what they real names have been I feel ashamed to spend, 'cause when it comes to knockin' 'em down I'm right behind Wilt Chamberlin (Chorus) (Verse 3) Ma you musta had too many weed totes 'Cause I ain't givin' you any C-notes I'm all about floatin' on them new skinny speed boats Hundred and somthin wit two skinny deep throats Winter hit, I'm in a new finny ski coat See the screens? ain't gotta use any remotes No more shoppin' sprees I'm rough wit the ends Keep honeys on their knees, scuffin' they shins I deal wit nothin but tens I be the club king wit diamonds shuffling your friends Chickens get keys, scuffin the Benz Cause they wanna lock me down like I'm Puff in the pens *** any *** blond who feel my link longview (One try) I ain't tryin to put clinks on you Hope trickin ain'n one of the things you think John do Cause thats the way you end up wit a drink on you mami (Chorus)