Will I Am - Freshy Lyrics
(Verse)Fly kicks, fly wear, fly gear, fly chair,Fly swag, fly bag, fly niggers that ain’t fly shit.Your chick, she know, for real, she know,Can’t tell mother*****er, I won’t go, icy, stay cold.This car right here I made, I madeI am, I am, I stay paid.You didn’t know? Now you do,Mother*****er like me stay cool,Iglu, iglu, iglu, cool.Big willy, stay chilly,My money so funny is silly.Look at you, look at me,Look at these, nigger please.What’s this in my pocket?This not if I lie.Big dollar, big dollar, paper guap.(Hook)What’s that? Oh, this?Freshy, freshy,Freshy, freshy, yep.What’s that? Oh, this?This here?Freshy, freshy,Come and look at this, nigger only here with.(Verse)High price my clothOver price my hoesNew hoes, no fisc,Make account, lot of chips.Get brain your *****,She loves lot of cash.Going broke ain’t an option,If I want it imma have it.Hundred K, that’s nothing,Everybody talking money.Talking chips, that’s done,Start the car, push button.Get trippy, pop pills,White girls, snow cold,I do it for the cash, for the drugs, not a hoe.Nigger safe when I swear pastGet a bad ***** with a burkon bagWith a drug habbit, just roll the hash,In the strip club throwing cash.In here trapped out, money machine go beepIn here racked out, counting bands off in my sleep.(Hook)What’s that? Oh, this?Freshy, freshy,Freshy, freshy, yep.What’s that? Oh, this?This here?Freshy, freshy,Come and look at this, nigger only here with.(Verse)Hot wheels be hot,May what? Maybach.Bu what? Bugatti,Masa who? Masserati.My chick got bodyIt shakes like jelly.Big tit, big booty, no belly,Big tit, big booty, no belly.My swag, my style, supreme, don’t.So slip, so fresh, so clean, so.My boat, my plane, no more cocaine,Uh-uh, don’t sniff, that nigger idea is deep.My brain, I’m smart,This nigger right here gonna start.Big bands, big bands, gonna do it big like roll this.Mikey, Mikey, Mikey Mouse,Montaga big ol’ house, no niggers sleeping on my couch.(Bridge)What’s that? Oh, this?Freshy, freshy,Lambo, Lambo, Lamborgini.What’s that? Oh, this?Flush it, flush it,Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Louis.(Verse)Vuiton, Christian, Louis Vuiton, red bottom,All colors, all types I got ‘em,I study, I bought them.I rock, I wear, that shit you wonPeace on, peace on, peace on Laurent.Your style be old, play out baggy.My style new shit, way out swaying.Freshy, yep, expensive, yep,Imma buy me a jumbo jet,Least set to the New York jets.Balling, balling, balling big,Shot calling, shot calling, shot calling, yeah.(Bridge)What’s that? Oh, that?Oh, that the number plat,Platinum, platinum,Platinum, plax.I let you hold some stacks,You gotta pay ‘em up badGo buy you a couple CadillacsBall hard mother*****er, be black.(Hook)What’s that? Oh, this?Freshy, freshy,Freshy, freshy, yep.What’s that? Oh, this?What, this?Freshy, you know, you know,You see this shit.This shit freshy, freshy, freshy,Freshy, freshy,I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh to death.
