[Intro]. [Storm]. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. Verse 1. [Kastro]. True. You a cutie. And no. I ain't tryin'. To act a fool. And be rude. They call me Kastro. ( And you ). Storm. Sound like a cutie too. What's poppin'. With me and you. Just hit me. With the seven. It'll be my pleasure. See what we can do. Oh. You ain't alone. Got a man at home. Answerin' the phone. But he ain't the one. Cause if he is. Than why you gone. What you drinkin' on. Hennessey with me. A glass of Thug Passion. Or just a plain Pepsi. Oh you cool. Sure that I assume. That you ain't. Too much of a drinker. Today. You's alright. I think I want you. Right away. See. I'm only eighteen. These groupies. They just. Want to sue me. Push my hoopty. Act like. They don't. Spend my dooky. And I could see. It'd be. Twenty-two. Or so. Older soldier. On my team. I put you. In my video. And give you. Plenty dough. By my hotel room. Four-fifty-four. Hope that you go. Baby. an you fade me. [Chorus]. [Storm]. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. You can't fade me. Verse 2. [Napolean]. See girl. I'm laced with game. But it ain't similar. The shit that I'm talkin'. Get more deeper. Than callin'. And comin' to visit you. It's hard to feel you. But I been playin'. Since I been born. And I moved. Up in