Lyrics:
twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits
Hook
[Fresh]
I was the man in kindergarten and a pimp in first
A mack in second grade by third it was worse
don’t look like you
And, I don’t want to
Young fresh n’ new
(Hey, what's up now)
No guts, no glory!
I don’t look like you
And, I don’t want to
Young fresh
on that path you in the way n*gga
I need mo mo money less talking
Im up early grinding for it like fresh coffee
On top of that cash flo we doe surfing
trap house is live it's gon by like 6 o clock new
We got drip when we steppin out Gunna wit me n plus he got a weapon out
I'm smoking og wat da stress
fresh ma
Ma, I don't shop what the rest by
Oh no ma please respect ma
Jiggy this is probably purple label
Or that BBC or it's probably tailored
But
Bust in a bitch like i bust rubber bands
Head to my toe in new fashion from france
Young nigga, from the east side, miss my bro, screamin free slime
two blunts, new buffs, two cell phones
Fresh pressed pro club strong my cologne
Took her out the streets put her in some Rag 'N Bone
Chino Hills nigga
bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance
Secretly they fantasize
But they know they'll never paid be to play
Yea
I'ma kill one of you young punks
With a old school flow
Flow flow
Though I
Autobioaug' but it's brought up by y'all
They pressed for their ice Oksana Baiul
Stunting around here that is not the right move
They don't care about me what
was weak, I had to fly, I just couldn't wait
It was taking long
So time goes by, it's a new feeling
I'm getting, I'm getting taste for a fresher rain
dom perignon
Shit getting me dizzy
Walking with myself nigga
Solo dolo
Young fresh nigga pourin tha 4
Steppin in some 4s
Picking bitches up
Like I'm
Ooh (Montana), could it be? (Chinx Drugz)
Dolla, could it be? (Han)
Ooh, could it be?
Got my top down, smokin' marijuana
Could it be?
Young fly,
like movies
If you plottin don’t do it
Im just steady improving
I be workin on myself
& y’all aint even workin
I done made mistakes
Young n***a not
[Chorus]
They say we N I - Double G E R
We - are - much more,
Still we choose to ignore,
The obvious.
Man this history don't acknowledge us,
We
talkin be cheap it’s da PFK way Da Reaper Ain’t Sweet We
Stand on bidness.
I’m n control of dis shit young nigga wit cheese I gone say shit to yuh dis
something about us
I'm O Fresh – let me say salaam
I go James Hard-en, every time I’m on
Bar for bar, they might call me Haram
I rep' H-Town with Slim Thug,
want the old Ferg
"Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg
Got a question to ask, do you know Ferg?
Do you know that I come from where the toast burn?
New
And nothin' ever comes as a big surprise
And the naked city never closes its eyes
A new story every day
Told a thousand different ways
That's
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
'Cause there's no real n****z left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's
leave your ears deadly
And I don't even gotta disrespect, but you hear me
N-E-W-Y-O-R
The K is for kinda. I love to dine
I'm New York on the microphone
Forever young, nu îmbătrânim
Să mor, ca un vampir
E pretty rau, dar are fițe
O țin ca un suvenir
Mort, dar nu ca-n cimitir
În cup e elixir
Power-up
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
(wow)
In a room full of vultures I focused on fresh meat, I don’t won’t no dead beef (no)
I stay above the average I move savage inflict damage, do panic
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