Lyrics:
Aye
Aye aye hol up
Come hang with me
And my team
You gon know
What it mean
To be fresh fly n free
Rollin up by the zip
Bouta cop dis this new whip
just feed her soup/ in the aftermath/ I had to dash/ left her a gift bag see I meant well/ n all is well that ends well/ Young Penzel
Verse II
When you
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
Young Nola got them bodies too, Put a nigga on the news if you Want that proof, Redbone
Getting wild, while she in the coupe, yeah, what, nigga, bow,
him
completely by surprise, and Arthur became convinced that a new
strategy was required if the quest for the Holy Grail were to be
brought
a look book
Said, you ain't f***in' with a young fresh a** n****
Fashion police should arrest that n****
Okay, okay, kay, kay, okay
I'm with a model a**
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
never done
Wanna run with the Sun
N question what I deserve
Start clean fresh slate new product
Or suffer under pressure some more
I aint never had that
friends foreboding and dread
Hell's Gate under race car bed
Show & Tell, young Will had Medusa's head
Eyes rimmed red, hard day's night
False skin shed by
I'm on her mind
New day at different city I brought my n****s with me
Goddamn I feel like Diddy bad bitch she look like remy
Fresh yeah n***a did 3
[Chorus]:
When I was young we only had fun hit the club it was fun
(We used to love to be the life of the party, but then we always got to fightin'
[Chorus]:
When I was young we only had fun hit the club it was fun
(We used to love to be the life of the party, but then we always got to fightin'
[Chorus]:
When I was young we only had fun hit the club it was fun
(We used to love to be the life of the party, but then we always got to fightin'
on the news
Don't you know I got ki's by the three (ayy, ayy)
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louis knapsack where I'm holding all the work at (ayy, ask
Benz, repossessed
[Chorus]
Girl, that's your life
Girl smoking that glass pipe
Fresh young tender only fifteen
Walking on a strip just wanna be
julle?
Wat pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp?
(Yolandi Visser)
Fresh futuristig
Me I’m a misfit, drink my 5 roses tea with a biscuit
I’m shweet and I’m twisted,
Will jump a n**** like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're riding on your skateboard
They ain't even know it
Have Drake sing a song just to get her
and a fresh new
Orleans fitted , a colared polo and a pair of bally
Bucks young money muthafucka know ya worried
Bout us cash money muthafucka see im all I
and I like How she dancing
Look at my cartier, cartier glasses, Know that I'm popping, they know I'm coming, they know
That I'm fresh out the ash, a young
like
Ringtones
I'm stepping out fresh
I'm stepping out clean
My n**** young Mob
The boy DPC
When I'm up in the D
We gon' stunt like a dog
My n***** drop
I'm present on your scene
Ya lips tighten up
Always sipping top drink
When I'm by the bar
Ya chick looking at me blinking
Ima nova star
Trust a couple
yeah that
Boy got that bling
You better hit that phone
Them b%$£"s selling like ring tones
Stepping out fresh,
I'm stepping out clean
My n%$£a Young Mob,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be the target
Young New Orleans
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