Unf*ckwitable lyrics

[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fabolous]
All the b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
The real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?
Live b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable" (what else?)
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Hold up, I'm hotter than a fugitive (yeah)
America's most wanted, that swag lucrative
Unf*ckwitable, slanging that mineral
Talking that G talk, living like a general
Ten bottles in the club sound like the minimal
My n*ggas them killas for real, I'm talking federal
It's f*ck you, it's f*ck you -- never no subliminal
Stacking ones every day, active criminal
Me and twenty million cash look identical
If you broke and you in the streets, you suckers pitiful
Hoes say they love a n*gga after they f*ck a n*gga
But I ain't looking for love, that's for sucker n*ggas
Let him be your man, I'll gladly be the other n*gga
Cuddle with dog all winter, I'm your summer n*gga
Hustle from sunup, hustle til the sun down
Bullsh*t aside, I'm the realest killer in town
Most the n*ggas in the streets, they know how I get down
Bad b*tch riding shotty when the top let down
Look, as a young boy I used to have hoop dreams
Now I'm like Shaq, I still got hoop dreams
[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fabolous]
All the b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
The real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?
Live b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable" (what else?)
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
I ain't feeling n*ggas, I ain't that sentimental
I got no words for 'em, let's just keep it instrumental
I put it down where I stay, word to incidentals
And guess who opened the door you n*ggas entered in through?
Y'all would never measure up using my ruler
You're more soft than a second-year high schooler
My n*gga Hov told me finish my breakfast
And now I'm looking at you n*ggas like breakfast
French toast, turkey bacon
sh*t's in bad shape, too many squares circulating
Money talks and y'all voices are unheard
When they ask about us, one word
Unf*ckwitable, we be in the town too
That's why them boys call us the not-f*cking-around crew
Brooklyn keep on taking it, known to get our Deebo on
When you touch down, bow down -- get your Tebow on
You won't say it in the street, don't say it in your tweets
You won't say it when we meet, don't say it on them beats
Real n*gga sh*t -- RNS
Last night was a movie, starring us
[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fabolous]
All the b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
The real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?
Live b*tches say, "I'm unf*ckwitable"
Real n*ggas say, "I'm unf*ckwitable" (what else?)
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I'm still alive?