's such a beauty queen Had him spending all his cream Give me an ice cream man for the weekend Body toned up and ready for the beaches Young, fresh and
sneaker color of burnt toast wear my gucci NEwear specially where they burn toast smell the gun smoke nah thats just my wardrobe (JAmaican gibbersih) diamond in her earlobe international platinum shop
swurvin', observin' tha ones they observin' Fresh beats we keep servin', now they grabbin' they ears, on tha curvin' I stay cooly, whooly, tell me somethin' fresh
To Do It Shawty! [Unk:] Catch Da Beat Like Me. Bounce Ya Body Like Dis. You Can Do It By Ya'self. Go On And Bounce On It Bitch. It So Fresh Out Da Press
this nigga could just suck my dick I feel like we taking over the industry fo' sho I feel like this bitin' wannabe soldiers already know I feel like Fresh
it up, love that's yo dick And if you ain't from the ghetto, then ride out bitch Arms, legs, backs, and breasts You better read her fucking tats, nigga Mannie Fresh
get all the respect 'cause they'll close up shop Who do you think be pushin' them birds up in the hood? Who do you think be dumpin' them bodies up in
glass pour, Wu-Tang is here now All my Independent Women, time to let ya hair down Bottles popping, everything is fair ground Fresh legs, window shopping
in my ear well, what do we have here? it appears as if a piece of me has got motivation ain't nothin' wrong with a little morning masturbation fresh,
the handball court, this is us still fightin' police brutality This is hip hop [Verse 1] I ain't tryin' to bring New York back I'm just a breath of fresh
If a member call me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold Foo this ain't no game so tuck
cell blocks Hot as hell blocks where shells pop Where they sell rock to cop the SL drop Hood bitches in nail shops, no good snitches that tell cops People find bodies
whos the motherfuckin nigga the one that pull the gun the one that squeaze the fucking trigger the cops wanna ask me, wanna harrass me about this dead body
there And it fucking hurts God, I want to buy you bagels and cream cheese for breakfast Run down the corner shop without my undies or socks on Make some fresh
cutter man Its just another mothafucking brother strugglin "UH" one time for Biggie "UH UH UH" three times for Pac, and it dont stop When i set up shop, I bought my glock fresh
plans I gotta go get my cousin cause he fresh up out the pen Then I'm goin' scoop Webbie, he goin' park the drop top Just got my 94 caprice up out tha chop shop
riding on the arms of gratification Gravels on the road of your destination But you've drifted into your own vacation Driving a car through an open shop
to get tough [uh-huh] Just, get on the mic and get ruff, ruff [freddie foxxx] Soon as I flex, cause I'm about to rip up shop It's the return of the hip