Lyrics:
Salaah!
Big body Benz swerving both lanes
Fresh blue bills got bloodstains
I'm a coke boy, came up out the dope game
Cops come, I tell them no names
Broadsides roar with cannons able
Hooks will take us to the fray
No quarter, No parley
No pay without a prey
Fresh water, fresh barley
fine rations to last
Broadsides roar with cannons able
Hooks will take us to the fray
No quarter, No parley
No pay without a prey
Fresh water, fresh barley
fine rations to last
Slim Thug
Yeah, We Back
Slim Thugga
Mannie Fresh
This for the real niggas in the club, man
Holla at em Fresh
[Chorus: x2]
In the streets (in
Yea, Yung Joc listen
Here baby yea won't you make ya
Move ya best move
[Chorus]
Flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks
Dope boy get fresh
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
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
early in the mornin' on the breakfast smokin' weed
I'm bout to go to Regal scoop, fresh pair of Arena's
I went on Deli Shake and dressed mighty gentle
I
go through in life (Allahu akbar)
Allahu akbar
Fresh outta jail, no comin' short
I gotta earn another purple heart
Straight to the kitchen, down
thousand strong with their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah
So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite
So much, too many, but we ridin' tonight
This for all my country folk
Slamming them Caddy doors
Sitting out on the porch
Fresh from head to toe
This for all my Southern kin
Be proud
Fresh cuts buildin when we rest up
Team is righteous, fresh cologne on, probably roll on
Some next club, no slag, throw my gold on
Info, like
the lone ranger
Mayne, it's murder, murder, kill, kill
On the corner where the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by
for me to roll a Dutch
And when I walk by smelling like that loud, coppers know what's up
But I'm quick to deny and tell em that they tripping
Even tho
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I
Slidin’ by myself, in the Benz
Say she wanna hang, with some friends
I ain’t tryna play, what it is?
Mama what you say, what it is?
Slidin’ by
Had to take it back to about 8 years ago
We were fresh to the world man did it show (fresh out the mac)
Took one bad night off the spirits though
dělám sport - Já dělám sport
Ty děláš hobby
Sem fresh jak hotelový lobby a boj
Lobby a boj
Radši nech bejt
Moch bys skončit za barikádou
Moch bys skončit
I sit way back, watching people from afar
All the ones who go by false repertoires
Cloak & Dagger with personas, masquerading fears
Medusa they
Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh
She wanna be by my side
Too many girls, hard to decide
Give me your hand and we can fly
Fresh ass suit with a brand new tie
All these drugs that I
the sheets folded
I'm scolded by dry heat
Streets crawling with vendors of fresh meat
Fresh fish
Sort of like the Chinese in Chinatown
But the scene is Morocco
again
Have you thought
What if you're something that you're not
I was hoping we could start anew
Wake up fresh like the morning dew
Leave by plane, by
years gone by
Divine exchange at the cross that saved my life
Times of refreshing I find in You
Jesus restores my soul by and by
Clothed now in
Cyborg, only intrigued by failure
I'm only mortal once
So keep my carcass fresh
You must be crazy to believe
That I'd never stay
I'm the moon that's always
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