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jojoba and shea butter blends
No make up artists running at your side
To make you look hot, fresh, in demand
No stylist providing one of a kind 
Crocheted

dreams is simple
A Gucci pair of jeans round my ankles
So honkey why you scared
When I'm by the ATM?
It's okay, better give him cash than be him

White

God is Good for real
Niggas fresh off
White sand and blue water
Smoking cigars on beaches and shit
This one of them ones
Pour that 1942
Pour that

been lately
Making this money got me going so crazy
Hop on the dance floor everybody's jumpin'
DJ turn it up cause we got the beats bumpin'
I got my

in the pockets of elite
Like a counterfeit currency 
I do my bit but its hard to see
They're blind by the wool
Easy to brainwash the mind of a fool
Me

Hello Youtube
What's up guys it's me
CRE
And today
uhmmm
I think I might be doing a little bit of rapping
Hmm yeh I think i'll do that
DJ... drop

want you
Wǒ zhēn de ài nǐ you know that feeling is so true
We can get some fresh air or go upstairs
Where you wanna go just take my hand I'll take you

off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December

it back yea
Fresh off a flight yea
I'm attaching
Them boys think it's sweet yea
No saccharine
She gon make a statement
Just watch her do her dance

(dj scratch) Fresh
In my zulu's
The energy going straight through you
She got that bomb,
Ooo the juju
ATL sister like nunu
She like give me more give me

used to be about the vocation in the booth
Trying to take it back to an ovation on the stoop
Take roads with fresh gravel
Go get a check from the rap

till nothing is left
Like Lex I'm suited to topple the next (foreal)
Nigga don't trip, and admit that I'm fresh they pest
Acid can't spray you with less

VERSE 1
She bad. Almost one of a kind. She make a blind man see again, a sight for sore eyes./
Baby you fine. ... (you) so photoshoot fresh. You must

to rock
Got the will & the skill, I’m just looking for a deal
Hell no! You can’t get a cut
Trip chop & screw it up
DJ Rob, turn me up while I finish

Soulja slim and king von
Dj screw pop smoke and triple x
Bankroll now that's what I call fresh
I just want to give the flowers they're owed
Cuz I can sell

looking for a deal
Hell no, you can't get a cut
Trip chop & screw it up
DJ Rob, turn me up while I finish chopping up
D-LO got the pots & screwing tops upon

DJ E-Feezy! Denzel Curry!
Yung Simmie! (808 Mafia)
That 305 Dade County!
Everywhere I go (It's what we do)
Everywhere I go everywhere I go

by the CL Smooth
Live for the '95 I arrive in person
Hard dialogue without a whole
Bunch of cursing
It's my prerogative, so back up and live
Fool

suicide, self-murder
Let us get back to what we call hip-hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock

So, you're a philosopher?

Yes, I think very deeply

In

(Piece by piece
We can get there
Just keep going forward
This is an example of that
Because this shit ain't all
Figured out
It's just a bunch

hearts
And He will leave you filled
God reminds me of a DJ
Coz He is stronger than any Black Coffee
He is bigger than Fat Koek
He is Fresh and is

back I know it's been a while
Jailed by my thoughts, I'm mentally fresh out
And being a better me, that's the best out
And stay in my own lane, that's

Slatt
God
A*T
Smoked a funky joint I feel fresh As f**k
Make a n***a rob his own mama Before he think bout us
Make Dj bring the drama before This

me on the beach
Like everyday
Summer or the winter
We gat no holiday
Fresh bitches be rubbing my skin
Like day-by-day
Sundays and Wednesdays are my