Lyrics:
on again
Masalaty (okay)
Oga azu menh
Men no on faaji
Fresh ka Dj Khalid
Anaya m kam bu covid (come on let's go there)
Ego m di valid
Men no on faaji
Fresh
ass across the cross fade
So watch your back when he takes the stage
Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage
Three MCs and one DJ
We be getting
This a Mannie Fresh beat and I go Pac on it
My homeboys proud of me like Barack homies
Your homeboys tired of me, I hope they die yawnin'
Leave ya
rhyme ruler of the future
I'm the fresh prince slaying all emcee
So hold the red cup when
We take to your knees
Pay home submit you can't defuse my scheme
'em up
Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(DJ Clue)
Fresh out!
Crazy ???!
Shawn Taylor!
Hot 97!
Damion Young!
Big
freak in the mini skirt
She was dancing real nasty all the boys like her
You can handle like a dog but you won't get game
You'll only get dog fake
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
Cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be
tough we gon' get it up
Anybody hate on us, we hit 'em up
Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(DJ Clue)
Fresh out!
only done by a few
So just pay close attention
To the Wreckin' Cru
You don't need fresh clothes or a pretty face
You just need hella beat with a so-so
Ren, Ice Cube, Eazy E
DJ Yella, Fresh K, MC Smooth, my homie T-Low
And of course without a doubt, the one and only
My DJ Dr. D-are-E most definitely in
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Yo, Rednecks, Colords, Asians, Africans, Ethiopians
What ever
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh
Yo, Rednecks, Colords, Asians, Africans, Ethiopians
What ever
Yo whassup P?
Yo nuttin man just coolin kick back in the studio wit DJ Scratch
And my man Frank B, reminiscin about how we was tryin to shop
Our
Well, I'm fresh
'Cause I'm the best
And I get wild
When I'm row'
I never get passed by
'Cause I'm fly
And I'm a put you on hold
'Cause
to reminisce about when we were shorties
Backseat of my Jeep, yes I'm feelin' horny
As I play my position posted up on the wall (yeah)
Happy to hear the DJ
never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I
ass across the cross fade
So watch your back when he takes the stage
Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage
Three MCs and one DJ
We be getting
name on it
Let's get freaky
Let's get nasty
Let's get lost in the moment
I been waiting on you
To get it popping
If you gonna
If you wanna see
After dark
(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)
La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Uh
When I awoke, I was sittin' on a boat
you like embarrassment
He's Bionic! Yes! He's Bionic! So fresh!
Repeat
Acquired the skill that you must learn
To become a DJ Doctor, not a grad intern
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
rubber chicken
'Cuz there is nothing else
Your nasty rubber chicken
Is a threat to my health
This fucking rubber chicken
I doubt it's even fresh
Fuck this
pocket, I can't even walk
Fifty hitters with me nigga, I set it off
Poppin' bottles, blowing money, I'm just having fun
Me and my niggas fresh to death,
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