Lyrics:
women really love me
Cause I'm gettin' that guap
Got the city on lock, got the city on fire
And I am the fresh prince nigga
Bow to your highness
Keep
you but I make you retire
Don't get close, this cut is on fire
Last time you heard my voice you claimed it was obnoxious
Your foot started tappin,
I'm in the stu and I'm just making fire
Don't be a hater don't be a judger don't be a liar
I'm a boss now do what I say you getting fired
Left that
thing, corners bitch I bend
(skrt skrt skrt skrt)
The freshest thing on the corner
Bitch I'm it (bitch I'm fresh)
Nigga I don't want a order it don't sent
fire
Purple cush by the pound
Ask my dog Webbie
This is how it goes down
From my hood to yo' hood
Man, we making money
In the club we poppin'
Before I start make sure my mic's checked
Fresh pair Air Nike's where I step
Get live and stay fresh to death
I think I'm finished with my warm up
and it's fresh off the boat
And we fresh off parole
Should probably keep that on the low
Cah a niggas just tryna stay home
Man them niggas they talk
chew these MC's like Charles
By the the Ton
But it don't match the rush I feel
When we become one
I see you queen in my dreams
It wasn't nothing obscene
Yeah
Only thing on my mind is dollar signs (dollar signs)
I keep my fye' by my side, baby, I'm outside (I'm outside)
I stay with the gang,
Hahaha, yeah mell
Slam dunkin' P's like I'm Zion, huh
Might cop the Porsche, new Cayenne (Skrrt)
Gotta keep that fire, don't wanna die young
Huh
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
fit for my own time
Best under danger, flames in the hangar, breakin’ out the daggers, fire from the chamber
Big by design, but I shine on the front
up with you brother?
I fit right in, have my cock in your mother
So don’t tell me I’ve got no fire
I’m running on the spot and I’m so tired
Hair
Eyed Peas) We keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
Yeah, your style's dated and you ain't came out yet
Don't think you're fresh cause you're
[Erick Sermon]
Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone
Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone
Don't stop, I'm not finished yet
You said
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
yea or turn a blind eye
But when it go bad don't say I didn't try
Don't say I didn't try
Fire mushrooms when it's time for lunch
Fresh spring water you
penetrate
Top shooters just don't miss
Fight fire with fire you should know this
All is fine til I'm all in her spine
If her face dim down then the fault is
gates
Surrounded by them snakes
They be all up in your face and
Tryna talk the fire and crack on statements
Don't pen the affidavit
Man I shouldn't have
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: B.G.]
Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)
But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)
But I don't care,
ya hit up like a reindeer
Red nose, red dot, red eye
Camera lense captured uh
Catch you on fire
Catch you crossing lines
On my side you tied
Don't talk
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
, polish, mahogany
Louie V, we a spend your money, hey
Clean fresh, polish, mahogany
Bad by myself, we nuh have no go to
38 Special we gone old school
When
keep waitin
I be here, I be there
Wear them rocks on rocawear
I'm so fly without no leer
Why would I lie? No I don't care
I ride that fire without no
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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