Will.i.am, Juicy J - Freshy lyrics

[Will.i.am, Juicy J - Freshy lyrics]

Freshy, freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy, freshy
Come and look at this nigga over here with

Fly kicks, fly wear, fly gear, fly chick
Fly swag, fly bag
Fly niggas that's stay in fly shit
Your chick, she know, for real, she know
King Tut, motherfucker, I'm gold, icy
Stay cold
This car right here? I made, I made
I am, IAMAUTO, I stay (what?) paid
You didn't know? Now you do
Motherfucker like me stay cool
Igloo, igloo, igloo, cool
Big willy, stay chilly
My money so funny it's silly
Look at you, look at me, look at these
Nigga please what’s this in my pocket? This
Knot? It's a lot
Big dollar, big dollar, paper, guap

What’s that? Oh, this? Freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy, freshy, yep
What’s that? Oh, this? This here? Freshy
Freshy, freshy
Come and look at this nigga over here with

High priced? My clothes overpriced? My hoes
New house, no fisc, make it count
Lot of chips get brain, your bitch
She love swallowing kids
Going broke ain’t an option, if I want it
I'mma cop it hundred K, that’s nothing
Everybody talking money
Talking jets, that’s done, start the car
Push button get trippy, pop pills
White girls snorting coke
I do it for the cash, for the drugs, not a ho
Niggas safe when I swerve past
Got a bad bitch with a Birkon bag
With a drug habit, just rollin' hash
In the strip club throwing cash
In here trapped out, money machine go beep
In here racked out
Counting bands off in my sleep

Hot wheels be hot, May what? Maybach
Bu what? Bugatti, Masa who? Maserati
My chick got body, it shake like jelly
Big titties, big booty, no belly
Big titties, big booty, no belly
My swag, my style, supreme, dope
So slick, so fresh, so clean, soap
My boat, my plane, no no cocaine
Uh uh, don’t sniff
That nigga right there is different
My brain, I’m smart
This nigga right here gon' start
Big biz, big biz
Gonna do it big like Walt Dis'
Mickey, Mickey, Mickey Mouse
Motherfucker got a big ol’ house
No niggas sleeping on my couch

What’s that? Oh, this? Freshy, freshy
Lambo, Lambo, Lambo-ghini
What’s that? Oh, this? Fly shit, fly shit
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Louis

Vuitton, Christian, Louboutin, red bottom
All colors, all types I got ‘em
I study, I bought them
I rock, I wear, that shit you want
Yves Saint, Yves Saint, Yves Saint Laurent
Your style be old, played out, baggy
My style new shit, way out, swaggy
Freshy, yep, expensive, yep
I'mma buy me a jumbo jet
Lease it to the New York Jets
Balling, balling, balling big
Shot calling, shot calling, shot calling
Yeah what's that? Oh, that?
Aw that ain't nothing but plaque
Platinum, platinums, platinum, plaques
I can let you hold some stacks
You don't gotta pay a motherfucker back
Go buy you a couple Cadillac's
Ball hard, motherfucker, be black

(What's that? Oh, this?
Freshy, freshy, freshy freshy, freshy) yep
What's that? Oh, this? What, this?
Freshy, you know, you know
You see it, this shit, this shit
Freshy, freshy, freshy, freshy
I'm fresh, I'm fresh, I'm fresh
I'm fresh to death

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