Lyrics:
Bout this guy named Fred and
This girl named Nancy
But word, when it was over, I said
"Yo! That was def!"
And everything seemed all right when we left
down by the equator
Lover boy got hella haters
Run it up like Fred Taylor, goin' up like elevators
Prayin' for God to save us so we can get out this
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
you hate it, but this shit right here caught me down
Popper said, no, you hate it
Baby girl, I ain't no basic, no
Rock out tight in one of them Hages
said, "Come, help us rebuild this country devastated by war"
And so anyway, my father set sail upon the wind rush, born for a new life
My father was
then i treat yu like a monkey
Bitch you flossy
Lips looking real glossy
I ask why she said if it aint dripping it aint right
Shit looking juicy
hula hoop? I'ma jump on like this
See the junk in the trunk? I had to bag her right quick
Feel like magic, all together, all together by six
Oh my
my thing
I said, respect me for that and let me do my thing
You know we gotta get a hold
Over the illest drum rolls
Yo, how you doing? Let me give
chaperone you to a casket it's real
Goddamn, there's no man like I am that
Can compose the skills of a genius
I'm not Hip-Hop's future
I'm Hip-Hop's Fred
on my route
He said you gave a new meaning of
What it means to rock the house
So Fred keep working on your flow
And get it down in the right way
Aye
Huh
Bouncy whole time im just waving
House keep dough right in Jamaica
I be smoking on dat flavorful
Aye
Dat purple kush dat we be blazing
Had me
I'm a jerk, just like you
If you let those TV Preachers
Make a monkey out of you!
I said,
"Jesus will think you're a jerk"
And it will be true!
By day I'm a workin' man,
Layin' bricks or layin' pipe.
I don't stand out in a crowd;
Just look like one of the guys.
Little do they know,
When
spying but she said everything right by that chair
I overheard it then I knew it
You would do it
Benny, momma is calling you, she says that it's urgent so
Yeah, Bam Bam
Live from Jamaica
Uh, yeah
I'm feelin' like the Phantom of the Opera
Hangin' from the ladder of the chopper
I might splatter if
the bed head
Who is it? (Fred) Who?
Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door
By that time someone jumped in the window
Now what the fuck was I do?
early on
I've surely gone off the ledge a couple times by now
Pandemic hit, rappers sellin' sex right now
I don't gangbang, but trust me, bro, I'm set
You never thought ’bout what you've been doing to me
By saying this and that ’bout your mentality
Cause you were too numb to see that you are
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here's what we'll do.
We gotta lotta work here, me and you.
The souls
a jerk
I thought man all of this cause I was trying to get to work
I could've got away I almost had 'em shook
til this girl walked by something said not
What's wrong? You scared? And Fred, you said you was dissing him too
I should of knew better than to listen to you
You fucking sissy
Up on stage
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
on laughin' just so I wouldn't cry
Anyway, he bought blue orchids for my hair
I felt like Ginger Rogers after she lost Fred Astaire
I got by last night
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