Lyrics:
of mine
We had a fire conversation, dynamite
That's alright, I can trust you with a child of mine
Second chances, learn your lessons, we don't get consumed
Everybody jacking my style because they know it's
I've been called crazy n wild y'all don't know that that's my spot
Mixing up concoctions with my
pass by
You duckin' like you ass high
I run the town like a sire
And my crown full of sapphires
Everybody frown when you around
Cuz you can't catch fire
clout
We the clout
So we no mind them
She get me high
She be high grade
Me girl she hot
Fire in the damn place
See them looking like they don blaze
1, 2, 1, 2
I am the dominating Fresh Kid Ice
And I am the Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother
And introducing to you on the two turntables
and Slim been way been on Fresh since the B.Geezay
It ain't no secret handle biz black I keep tha ??? gangsta
He keep the fire ass trick nack
team freezed up
I know you knew the name, gull, when you seen us
Walkin' up in the V.I.P., I.M.P. when I walked by
Man, I, don't holla at no lame ho's
I
lives, no children
Expect the unexpected
Notice the ordinary
If it seems to easy it probably isn't
How many rounds
Aim then fire
Live by the gun die by
just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick
Shooting star star fire
Who's in charge I'm hired
Too bizarre don't mind it
Super car I'm pilot
Lucifer stop lying
Gucci fur mile highness
Let
Don't mind me baby, heh
We takin' over summer
Young Gifted, haha
Let's take it home, champ
Ayy, ayy, look
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
Special
You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This
[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake
Gotta chocolate bitch on my side she not from Willie Wonka
I'm fresh as a mint rocking designer I don't need a sponsor
Stone cold Steve Austin
the
Fresh kicks, thick hips, best
Believe me. And Madonna 'bout to
Hurt 'em like a tag team. You
Gonna love us in our GAP jeans.
We walk by, people ask,
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
Check-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out
Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock
I don't wear a cup
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
wide shut
But her soul wide open
Heart was cold
Kept fresh like frozen
Open to anything
But blocked from just anything
Protect it by any means
Heart
Schostakovich
Got your main bitch all on my
Dick and she be riding it
She tell me that your fuck
Game suspect tried of it
I don't even let her suck me
Off I let
New ties, brave highs
I'ma keep that
Load times, take sides
I'ma leave that
Good vibes, no lines
I'ma need that
Life wild, too fire
Bring the heat
Stay fresh fresh like altoids
Elevate, honor to my niggaz who be movin weight
Generate...double up the figures andale
Cuban bae...wanna suck dick
To all my haters
D-Eazy. Dirty Fresh
I make moves with my game face bitch
Come On
I make moves with my game face on
I never lose with my game face
on the porch
Fireman Fresh bitch I stay wit a torch
Fire on site at whoever want war
Incited a riot inside of the store
You cant even the score we gone ride
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