Damn bro
Say what
Aye Fresh
Bro you trynna grab that pack of Swishers right there
And that bag
I got some gas in there bro
You trynna pearl up a thoink for me
Preciate that bro
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Don't give a f*ck bout what you say
Got some plays to make undelay
Move em fast like I'm Tyson Gay
From the east coast to the Bay
Bitches in the club is what I desire
Fresh tonight don't f*ck up my attire
Why these bitches always lying
And these hating niggas boutta light the fire
Like what's up
They say that I got the best luck
They say that I got the best drugs
I say I just got the best plug
My plug make sure that I stay plugged
See out of my crew I got plucked
They saw that I wasn't in a rush
And none of my niggas ain't give a f*ck
Day one I was in the lions den
Had Barry juking for the lions then
When I was introduced to Heinekens
The bad bitches was like 5'10
But that really wasn't my type then
And they really didn't care about height then
But my nigga really was my hype man
A dark nigga acting light skinned
F*cked her so good she say she love me
F*cked her so good she wanna cuff me
That's just a mood, yes it must be
Look at my shoes, they never dusty
Then she pulled out a whole bag of midget
I told her to leave and delete my digits
Thinking why wasn't you in the kitchen
Give me a second, better yet a minute
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Spark it
Spark it
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Damn bro
Say what
Aye Fresh
Bro you trynna grab that pack of Swishers right there
And that bag
I got some gas in there bro
You trynna pearl up a thoink for me
Preciate that bro
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Don't give a f*ck bout what you say
Got some plays to make undelay
Move em fast like I'm Tyson Gay
From the east coast to the Bay
Bitches in the club is what I desire
Fresh tonight don't f*ck up my attire
Why these bitches always lying
And these hating niggas boutta light the fire
Like what's up
They say that I got the best luck
They say that I got the best drugs
I say I just got the best plug
My plug make sure that I stay plugged
See out of my crew I got plucked
They saw that I wasn't in a rush
And none of my niggas ain't give a f*ck
Day one I was in the lions den
Had Barry juking for the lions then
When I was introduced to Heinekens
The bad bitches was like 5'10
But that really wasn't my type then
And they really didn't care about height then
But my nigga really was my hype man
A dark nigga acting light skinned
F*cked her so good she say she love me
F*cked her so good she wanna cuff me
That's just a mood, yes it must be
Look at my shoes, they never dusty
Then she pulled out a whole bag of midget
I told her to leave and delete my digits
Thinking why wasn't you in the kitchen
Give me a second, better yet a minute
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Spark it
Spark it
Say what
Aye Fresh
Bro you trynna grab that pack of Swishers right there
And that bag
I got some gas in there bro
You trynna pearl up a thoink for me
Preciate that bro
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Don't give a f*ck bout what you say
Got some plays to make undelay
Move em fast like I'm Tyson Gay
From the east coast to the Bay
Bitches in the club is what I desire
Fresh tonight don't f*ck up my attire
Why these bitches always lying
And these hating niggas boutta light the fire
Like what's up
They say that I got the best luck
They say that I got the best drugs
I say I just got the best plug
My plug make sure that I stay plugged
See out of my crew I got plucked
They saw that I wasn't in a rush
And none of my niggas ain't give a f*ck
Day one I was in the lions den
Had Barry juking for the lions then
When I was introduced to Heinekens
The bad bitches was like 5'10
But that really wasn't my type then
And they really didn't care about height then
But my nigga really was my hype man
A dark nigga acting light skinned
F*cked her so good she say she love me
F*cked her so good she wanna cuff me
That's just a mood, yes it must be
Look at my shoes, they never dusty
Then she pulled out a whole bag of midget
I told her to leave and delete my digits
Thinking why wasn't you in the kitchen
Give me a second, better yet a minute
I got so much shit to do
And I got so so little time
A nigga stay in some shit or two
I clean it up with a 59 (Finesse)
I been puffing on guerilla glue
Back to back like a thousand times
I sit back and watch how he gone move
If he act up he gone light the fire nigga light the fire
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Spark it
Spark it
Spark it
Writer: Michael Adams
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