Lyrics:
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
niggas see what's goin on here!
Yeah! kay slay! busta rhymes nigga!
Album number four big homey!
And let me explain to 'em why your
So much more than a dj
you nasty
See your chick walkin' by, she wanna smash me Is my money right, yuh, am I super hood
Yuh Am I fuckin' with the chick that you wish
you
boogie with me
Just boogie with me
I know it's gettin late but it's alright, the Dj's been playing hits all night
So just boogie with me, just boogie with
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
CLAKITI
Written by:
Sahony
Alberto Montero Diclo
Jou Kenedy
Intro
A mi me gusta cuando me dices mami
Que tú toma el control y te pones nasty
Y
a nasty pic
So I can see right where it is
And I promise I won't show my friends (yeah right)
She replied, well OK B-T-W by the way
S-M-H it's such a shame
didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince?
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world go round
And Uncle Luke showed
the law but to fulfill
For those who appreciate those with skills
And fresh windmills, and graf that kills
What is a DJ without the scratch to build?
[Chorus]
It's alright
As you may have heard
To smoke the fat one and let the thunder burn
It's okay, to play this loud
Mr DJ, don't mean
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
an arrest
He can't kick it, unless he writes a ticket
He got a nasty way, attitude everyday
It makes me kinda mad cause I really can't hit him
But
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
til we pass out
Don't stop until we pass out
Til the DJ screaming get out
By the time the morning comes
I won't remember
But now they're playing my
Landing gear screeching
Fresh off a nap
Touch down in Mexico City mission exact
Greeted by Pablo with a message from Enrique
Package full of beat
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
[Bizarre]
So Funky!!
Dj Butters stinkin ass
Dirty dozen nigga
You know who your fuckin with
Its the idotic Bizarre
Took your drink bitch
Do you know
Ha ha
[Special K] One by one
[all three] The Treacherous Three crew, with master one
[Kool Moe Dee] I'm Kool Moe Dee y'all and I am so fresh
[all
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
to) Always tryna stay fresh(like I'm
'spose to) Don't tollerate that stress(like I'm 'spose to) I'll punch
a bitch in the breast (In the chest?) Yeah!!
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