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I'm Fresh

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  • 作曲 : Freeman, Joseph, Thomas
    I say gentlemen, ladies, bad ass, out of control babies
    It's the return of the bad ass perm pimp ya heard
    Ya boy Fr-
    Fr-Fresh,
    Fr-Fr-Fresh
    Fr-Fr-Fresh, ay
    ***** it's the king of the trill,
    I'm top of the line
    My paint is on drip, my rims is on shine
    My butter seats reclined, cherry oak is grip
    With C to blow, and purple rain to sip
    Now straight up off the rip,
    I'm letting boys know
    I've never been a *****, don't plan to be a hoe
    So if you got some plex, you better keep it low
    I bring it to your chest, soon as you hit the do'
    You know me as a pro, respect me as a vet
    I put it down befo', you ain't seen nothing yet
    My candy still glossy, my 4's still flossy
    My rocks real icey,
    I'm looking kinda bossy
    And feeling real saucy, it's time to get it crunk
    Now watch me pop it fly, just like
    I'm popping trunk
    The leader of the pack, the star of the show
    When Bun is in the building, you already know
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    ***** you wanna roll with a pimp, then have it on your mind
    It's all about this bread, so you gon' have to grind
    I gotta stay on shine, so you know what that means
    You gotta hit that track, and bring me back that green'
    Cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain
    We gotta keep it
    G, so rec' him as the game
    A hoe need a pimp, a pimp need a hoe
    And tricks need us both, so let's go get that do'
    In case you didn't know,
    I haven't been told
    But ***** on the corner, and it's as good as sold
    It's tricks on the prowl, so stay out on that stroll'
    Cause I'ma sell your cot, and you gon' sell your soul
    My pimping way too cold, but it's gon' keep me warm
    With minks up on my back, and rocks up in my charm
    So ***** ring the alarm, and tell 'em
    I've arrived
    The greatest ever born, that's dead or alive
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    ***** you know that
    Rap-A-Lot's the click, and
    UGK's the fam
    It's middle fingers up, 'cause we don't give a damn
    Them Caddy do's slam, that top gon' drop
    Them 4's gon' tip, them blades gon' chop
    Them deuces get chunked, them screens gon' fall
    It's Southside holding, so we gon' ball
    And slabs gon' crawl, them 3's gon' swang
    That woman gon' shine, that trunk gon' bang
    And underground king, from
    P.A.TI miss my dog, so free
    Pimp CAnd
    I'ma hold it down, and rep for my team
    To keep us on the map, so he can get that green
    I work the triple beam, electronic scale
    Even a baby bottle, whatever get that mail
    So Mannie please tell 'em, the **********ing real
    Why Bun coulda be, so **********ing trill
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
  • 作曲 : Freeman, Joseph, Thomas
    I say gentlemen, ladies, bad ass, out of control babies
    It's the return of the bad ass perm pimp ya heard
    Ya boy Fr-
    Fr-Fresh,
    Fr-Fr-Fresh
    Fr-Fr-Fresh, ay
    ***** it's the king of the trill,
    I'm top of the line
    My paint is on drip, my rims is on shine
    My butter seats reclined, cherry oak is grip
    With C to blow, and purple rain to sip
    Now straight up off the rip,
    I'm letting boys know
    I've never been a *****, don't plan to be a hoe
    So if you got some plex, you better keep it low
    I bring it to your chest, soon as you hit the do'
    You know me as a pro, respect me as a vet
    I put it down befo', you ain't seen nothing yet
    My candy still glossy, my 4's still flossy
    My rocks real icey,
    I'm looking kinda bossy
    And feeling real saucy, it's time to get it crunk
    Now watch me pop it fly, just like
    I'm popping trunk
    The leader of the pack, the star of the show
    When Bun is in the building, you already know
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    ***** you wanna roll with a pimp, then have it on your mind
    It's all about this bread, so you gon' have to grind
    I gotta stay on shine, so you know what that means
    You gotta hit that track, and bring me back that green'
    Cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain
    We gotta keep it
    G, so rec' him as the game
    A hoe need a pimp, a pimp need a hoe
    And tricks need us both, so let's go get that do'
    In case you didn't know,
    I haven't been told
    But ***** on the corner, and it's as good as sold
    It's tricks on the prowl, so stay out on that stroll'
    Cause I'ma sell your cot, and you gon' sell your soul
    My pimping way too cold, but it's gon' keep me warm
    With minks up on my back, and rocks up in my charm
    So ***** ring the alarm, and tell 'em
    I've arrived
    The greatest ever born, that's dead or alive
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    ***** you know that
    Rap-A-Lot's the click, and
    UGK's the fam
    It's middle fingers up, 'cause we don't give a damn
    Them Caddy do's slam, that top gon' drop
    Them 4's gon' tip, them blades gon' chop
    Them deuces get chunked, them screens gon' fall
    It's Southside holding, so we gon' ball
    And slabs gon' crawl, them 3's gon' swang
    That woman gon' shine, that trunk gon' bang
    And underground king, from
    P.A.TI miss my dog, so free
    Pimp CAnd
    I'ma hold it down, and rep for my team
    To keep us on the map, so he can get that green
    I work the triple beam, electronic scale
    Even a baby bottle, whatever get that mail
    So Mannie please tell 'em, the **********ing real
    Why Bun coulda be, so **********ing trill
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe
    I'm Fresh, brand new
    Every time, that
    I come through
    Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
    I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
    I'm the man, he's a wimp
    If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
    **** boy shoes, big rings
    And only bad *****es say my name, hoe