Lyrics:
to flashin' shit up like a camera
That phone ring, I'm baggin' shit up but I ain't trappin' her
You been at their throat lil' dawg, I ain't mad at ya
This
Track im Deutschrap – History
Denn Oldschool kann ich, Trap? Kann ich!
Kanaken-Sound auch, ich hab' das alles drauf
Doubletime? Ja! Tripletime? Ja!
Ich
Pull up in the whip
Yeah I'm fresh with the Decals
Shawty wanna fake
Yeah I fake with her leave now
Pull up in LA yeah I'm fresh with the gang
She be
to build up the clout/
Yeah, I live on a cloud, doesn’t mean i get high,/
Man, I live to be smart, I don’t live to get by/
Man I’m proving a point,/
I get
[Fresh Prince] This mystery needed to quickly be solved
Cause there were kids involved
Friday and Saturday nights had no songs
Why, because the D.J. was
keep a bad bitch cause the niggas stay by my side
If they told you I ain't got it, go tell them niggas they lied
Yeah, what you thought lil nigga, I'm
Surrounded by calamity
Smothered in hurt
Smothered in hurt
To alleviate the pain you puff trees on the daily
You think fresh trees I'll help you from going
stole the D.J.
[Jeff]
Lets, Lets Go
[Fresh Prince]
This mystery needed to quickly be solved
Cause there were kids involved
Friday and Saturday
The word of God when I hear it
It's making me alive and I wanna get near it
Aye Aye
I don't want to live by the flesh
Lord, help me live fresh by
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha mornin' by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh
fresh as fuck today
The sega Guccis got me skatin down the street
Its a hot day
I came to serve it by the trays
Dont be a menace
You get punked like
Black shades
Jordan kicks
Fresh prince, will smith
The money go flip
Pay what you owe
And im collecting that quick
Lotta ice, king shit
Tell by the drums
you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
Name Me Fresh
Written By B-fresh
Produced by Donald XL Robertson
Name Me Fresh
I wasn't shit so I made the world call me Fresh
Meaning a brand
fuck 'less she fresh out the bath (fresh)
She my bitch, I'm a eater, I eat her up
Look for a nut, fuckin' these bitches (mmh)
Dropped out the knots,
The number one independent rapper in the world!
Tech N9ne!
I am what? Fresh out of fucks!
Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever been
yeah call it high tide
Gettin drunk on fame, feel like I'm 18
I'm fresh and I got power, yea I'll be seen
I'll deny my faults cause I'm like Billie Jean
the proof
They like to talk I don't hear a threat
Dig in her deep grab her by the neck
Like it's fresh out the pool
It be drippin' wet
Told her run that shit
learned to walk without having feet
Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams
it learned to breathe FRESH air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
On my way to my destiny
Men never quit am continue Eeeh
Try make it in life so I can be proud by my family
Eeeh
Naira go down
Dollar rise
Im tire
and the bitches fantastic
And I'm dead ass fresh I need a muthafuckin' casket
Keep ya head up it ain't nothing but some time
Gave you ten years it ain't nothing
Hey yo
I record a couple tracks and pick the best takes
Mix it down, make them be on
Think I'm fire you should bet stakes
I'm comin in first you can
pole
But right now I'm
Good to go, good to go
Good to go, good to go
Fresh kicks (all day) new fits (all right)
Drop hits (all day) then party (all
body
Now I’m fresh and my
Physical frame is celebrated
Cause I made it one quarter through life
Some Godly-like thing created
Got rhymes 365 days annual
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