Chiddy Bang - Fresh Like Us lyrics

Now let’s see, the boy’s so zesty
I’m fresh come get me
You don’t gotta know how I does it the best
And this is the guideline on
How to keep fresh
Flow blue streak like Tulley
And I’m so gully
Rhyme so cold that it came with a skully
And them haters really love me
Cause they talk always seem to seep
Out like soda when it’s bubbly
Yea, I’m up there with a small arrow
Oh they mad cause I Shyne like Jamal Barrow?
And they say I’m so proud, but I’m like
I know i do this thing nobly like Manu
Ten I know, grand like piano
Stack in my pocket
I could make it to the condo
I could take her and U2 like Bono
They say you got a point like Rajon Rondo

One, two, three
If you tryna’ get fresh like me
One, two, three
If you tryna’ get fresh like me
(Fresh like this, are you fresh like that?)
One, two, three
If you tryna’ get fresh like we
(Fresh like this, are you fresh like that?)
One, two, three
If you tryna’ get fresh like we

Now I’m fresh like that
I’m the best like that
I’m Aretha on your speakers
So respect like that
I see them ladies in the house
They better than cold weather
So naturally my number I
Slip her like chancletas
And I’m the one that they came to see
Ayo, my drink keep it mixed like Amerie
I be grindin’ like a dancer
Flow rarer than pandas
School of hard knocks
No I will never transfer
Money on top, my money on top
When she give me brain it’s a dummy on top
Regret if I let her take all my guap
She funny like a episode of the Boondocks
You watch, I get my point across like Swatch
I’m on another boat, don’t cross my yacht
The sonic is chronic, I know I can’t stop
I guess I got nicks like Dr robot


It’s time to throw a party
Hey, like my girls French
Like Louie V and Cartier
Make the people jump
You could pass the Courvoisier
You gonna’ need a couple more shots
To get on my level
Hit on the pedal, gas up a female
Oh, they made cause I’m smooth like CL?
You don’t know, I’m a big deal
Stand up like Hughley, I keep it on the DL
Yea, I’m inbox like G mail
I get head, I need tail
But let me quit it ma’, no play
I was tryna’ break in like OJ
Okay, I be puffin on a Starbury
So if I interview, I’m acting like Marbury
They tend to get aggie
But, if hate is the new love
Then we fittin’ to get married