Fulton Street Songtext

He be rollin' in his jeep Cruisin' down on Fulton Street Sometimes he bring food to eat For his homies living on the street Just about the other week I bumped into him on the street And he didn't even stop to speak That's what he did on Fulton Street Oh I been creeping 'round the way Peepin' your 4 x 4 everyday Wishing that you would notice me And never did I dream Swing your fat jeep 'round my way Cell phone check me every day And now I think of you and me When I think of Fulton Street You dropped the 40 out your hand You said you wanna be my man And we were swingin' to a slow jam Swingin' to a slow jam You dropped the 40 out your hand You said you wanna be my man And I'm the one you wanna be Cruisin' with on Fulton Street Last night I went to Fulton Street Where brothers big get up to me And guys don't don't even step to me Cuz they know how you live and be And I been rolling here and there The jeep is marked with fat-ass gear Fantasy's reality Much respect to you baby I used to creep around the way Peepin' your 4 x 4 every day Wishing that you would notice me And never did I dream Swing your fat jeep 'round my way Cell phone check me everyday And now I think of you and me When I think of Fulton Street You dropped the 40 out your hand You said you wanna be my man Swingin' to a slow jam Swingin' to a slow jam You dropped the 40 out your hand You said you want to be my man And I'm the one you wanna be Cruisin' with on Fulton Street And I been rolling here and there It seems I couldn't find you anywhere But there you are So close but yet so far And finally it's you and me And this is how it's spose to be Cruisin' down on Fulton Street Cruisin' down on Fulton Street I used to creep around the way Peepin' your 4 x 4 every day Wishing that you would notice me And never did I dream You'd swing your fat jeep 'round my way Cell phone check me every day And now I think of you and me When I think of Fulton Street When I think of Fulton Street When I think of Fulton Street