" Into You" (Bonus track) (featuring Tamia) "Trade It All (Part 2)" (Bonus track) (featuring P. "Keepin It Gangsta (Remix)" (Bonus track) (featuring Styles P, Jadakiss, M.O.P. " Can't Let You Go" (featuring Lil' Mo & Mike Shorey) As of August 2004, the album sold over 1.3 million copies in the United States, according to Nielsen Soundscan. On September 22, 2003, the album was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for sales of over a million copies. In its third week, the album dropped to number eight on the chart, selling 64,000 more copies. In its second week, the album dropped to number seven on the chart, selling an additional 92,600 copies. This became Fabolous' second US top-ten debut. Street Dreams debuted at number three on the US Billboard 200 with 185,000 copies sold in its first week. At Metacritic, which assigns a weighted average rating out of 100 to reviews from mainstream publications, this release received an average score of 51 based on 13 reviews. Street Dreams was met with "mixed or average" reviews from critics. Diddy and Jagged Edge reached number 20 on the chart. The remix of "Trade It All", which featured P. "Into You" with the help of Ashanti/ Tamia also reached number four on the Billboard Hot 100. Produced by Just Blaze and guest vocals from Lil' Mo and Mike Shorey, "Can't Let You Go" reached number one on the Rhythmic Top 40, and number four on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart.
It had four charting singles, but only "Into You", which featured Tamia (and an alternate version, featuring Ashanti) and " Can't Let You Go" were major successes. It reached number three on the US Billboard 200, with 185,000 copies sold in its first week. It was received moderately from a critical standpoint and was a commercial success. The album was released on March 4, 2003, by Desert Storm Records and Elektra Records. Now errybody get your hands UP Now errybody get your hands UP Mo winin' (mo winin') mo dinin (mo dinin) Slow windin gangstas throw signs and I cant help that the chain is so shinin That the shit on my wrist is just co-signin They don't search us they know we got the flames But they still let us slide through the door like Cramer I believe in god, but my true religion Is stuffin big faces down in these ? We everywhere you aint never there New coupe shoe shine like patent leather airs Pushin something we aint got our names on 2 '07's neither one of us is james bond We in the V.I.P.Street Dreams is the second studio album by American rapper Fabolous. negro card Last time I was seen in a strip club Rain, I hurricane Katrina the strip club May I, say I, made a way? Stay fly 'til the, day I, fade away Hey I pray I stay out of a, haters way Lemme play like A.I., and just get to the point Lemme hear em say aah, when he spit to the joint You gon hear a spray, rrrraaa, when I get to the joint And a blind man could see that them niggas with fab is gon' Come like them dudes came for tony at the Babylon Rapid fire, do you know a rapper flyer? The L-O-S-O, I guess no Now errybody get your hands UP Now errybody get your hands UP Mo stuntin, (mo stuntin) mo frontin (mo frontin) How you gettin it homie, show something You can ask about him, he go hard With that A.M.E.X.
Yep I'm back stuntin, yep I'm back frontin Yep I'm somebody who made something outta nothing Yep I know you see something you wantin It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall Said you can't go without me yall, Said you can't go without me yall Now errybody get your hands UP Now errybody get your hands UP Loso, mo betta (mo betta) Mo cheddar (mo cheddar) I do the rolls I am not a mo wetta? Challenge me with the bling these niggas know betta The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters Hoes betta, have a fall back attack, come through like a funeral all black on black couple six deuces, all back to back, few flyin spurs all back to back need a 04, 05 dunkin n them when it come to makin O's we like dunkin with them naaaah I aint talking donuts I'm talking white ones like the nike low cuts You couldn't see me if you stood on your tippy toes But you could smell this cali cush with the zippy closed Damn skippy those seats is peanut butter You never seen us stutter like street fitted itted and
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