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lirik lagu b – i’m fresh – bun

(feat. mannie fresh)

i say general, ladies and bad *ss out of control babies
it’s the return, of the bad *ss perm pimp ya heard
ya boy fr-fre-fre-fresh, fre-fre-fre-fre-fresh
fr-fre-fre-fr-fre-fresh, ay

[bun b]
b*tch it’s the king of the trill, i’m top of the line
my paint is on drip, my rims is on shine
my b*tter seats reclined, cherry oak is grip
with swisha sweets to blow, and purple rain to sip
now straight up off the rip, i’m letting boys know
i’ve never been a b*tch, don’t plan to be a hoe
so if you got some plex, you better keep it low
i bring it to your chest, soon as you hit the do’
you know me as a pro, respect me as a vet
i put it down befo’, you ain’t seen nothing yet
my candy still glossy, my 4’s still flossy
my rocks real icey, i’m looking kinda bossy
and feeling real saucy, it’s time to get it crunk
now watch me pop it fly, just like i’m popping trunk
the leader of the pack, the star of the show
when bun is in the building, you already know

[hook: mannie fresh]
i’m fresh (i’m fresh), brand new (brand new)
everytime, that i come through
hoe look at my wrist (my wrist), my neck (my neck)
i just bust me a fat *ss check, hoe
i’m the man (i’m the man), he’s a whimp (he’s a whimp)
if you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
dope boy shoes, big rings
and only bad b*tches say my name, hoe

[bun b]
b*tch you wanna roll with a pimp, then have it on your mind
it’s all about this bread, so you gon have to grind
i gotta stay on shine, so you know what that means
you gotta hit that track, and bring me back that green
cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain
we gotta keep it g, so rec’ him as the game
a hoe need a pimp, a pimp need a hoe
and tricks need us both, so let’s go get that do’
in case you didn’t know, i haven’t been told
but p*ssy on the corner, and it’s as good as sold
it’s tricks on the prowl, so stay out on that stroll
cause i’ma sell your cot, and you gon sell your soul
my pimping way too cold, but it’s gon keep me warm
with minks up on my back, and rocks up in my charm
so b*tch ring the alarm, and tell ’em i’ve arrived
the greatest ever born, that’s dead or alive


[bun b]
b*tch you know that rap-a-lot’s the click, and ugk’s the fam
it’s middle fingers up, cause we don’t give a d*mn
them caddy do’s slam, that top gon drop
them 4’s gon tip, them blades gon chop
them deuces get chunked, them screens gon fall
it’s southside holding, so we gon ball
and slabs gon crawl, them 3’s gon sw*ng
that woman gon shine, that trunk go bang
and underground king, from pat
i miss my dog, so free pimp c
and i’ma hold it down, and rep for my team
to keep us on the map, so he can get that green
i work the triple beam, electronic scale
even a baby bottle, whatever get that mail
so mannie please tell em, the motherf*cking real
why bun coulda be, so motherf*cking trill

[hook – 2x]

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