Mannie Fresh:. Hey there shawty you lookin kinda good with yo frames on girl represent yo hood. Tateeze:. Hey how ya doin? You kinda cute too smellin like pool water in your chemical boots.
[Mannie Fresh talking]. Yea, yea, yea. Grown ups in between, children and babies. Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again. DJ Mannie. Fre Fresh Err Fresh.
Hey, there shawty you looking kinda good. Put ya' Gucci frames on girl represent ya' hood. Hey, how you doing? You kinda cute too. Smelling like cool water in, yo' pinacle boots.
Yeah yeah yeah..... . I got 'em sayin. . [Chorus] x2. Go chubby boy, make the block hot. Go chubby boy, make her pussy pop. . [Verse 1]. I'm the reason why them niggaz cookin all of that crack.
Hoes!. Lets just talk about hoes!. Can we talk about hoes hoes!. . Hoes!. Lets just talk about hoes!. Can we talk about hoes hoes!. . Lets go. . You got to talk like a pimp whats good mommy.
[Mannie:]. America, I present to you. Nicole, along with ficky fre, fre e, fre e, fresh. . [Nicole:]. Take a long look. Cause I'm here tonight. Time to step out.
[Verse 1]. Diamonds in my bracelet shine like a Kodak flash. Just motivation for these freaky hoes to show that ass nigga. I pop tags on a throwback fast.
Go. Boom Boom Clap (12X). Fre, Fre, Fre, Er, Fresh. Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Chea...Let's Get It. . [Chorus]. First I'm gone stack my flo' (and then what?).
[Chorus:]. Get your body on the floor, let's do this!. I've got somethin' that's gonna make you move and groove.. Everybody, get up, let's dance all night!.
Alright that nigga gone man. Fuck that nigga man, fuck that Fabe. Go through all this nigga's Pro Tools. First beat you pick, I'm slaughterin' this nigga's shit.
Shh, say Fabe, say Fabe. Look, Fresh done went to the bathroom. This your boy Weezy, baby, ya already know. He ain't want me rappin' on his album. . 'Cause I be talkin' bout that gun slangin', that murderin'.
It was one late night. What happened was I wis wit my dudes wife. She said he outta town (the nigga gone?). My dick said pimpin we be all alone. Then we got real naked.
Iron winter, got me cold. Convicted like a criminal. Sharp and nimble, the wind unfold. Got me to my feet again. Past the mountain I hear a cry. Coming from the pinnacle.
featuring Keith Sweat R.O.C.. . [JD talking to R.O.C.]. . [JD]. I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?. I'm the type you see at the bar fresh buyin' it up.
Relax your mind, no stress today. You know there's nothing blocking your way. So you roll it up and get high. Roll it up and get high. You roll it up and get high, high.
She was all on my name but her niggas aint shit. cigarillo cigarillo. ya baby ya baby. cigarillo cigarillo. . BLVD Marc;. just the other day she was all on my dick.
[Hook]. It's all the same old story. The way they come and go. This revolving door ain't for me. I ain't tryna fit in no more. No more. . Keep on actin like you up on some shit.
Ohh, ohh, ohh. . Easy what you want could be another thing. it is the power of it's all.. . Easy what you've got one minute it is here. And then another it is gone..
Yeah! Yeah! And no one like me. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Congratulations, we made it, welcome to tha crusader, it's been a long. Time commin' yo! But I'm here now, so whatchu wanna do, how many dudes you really know, can flow, like this, like this, like.