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StupidMadFresh - SMF Lyrics




Ouuu yeah that groovy shit hahaha
SMF we the best
Yeah
Ouuuu yeah yeah hahaha hahaha

Shout out the gang
Ouuu yeah

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Stupid Mad Stupid Mad Stupid mad fresh my camp my set

Mana got the logo tatted left and right
So twice I rep

Grab 10 packs of the grapefruit
Bun that down with jay and Tay
Grab two bottles of the henny
That's Straight to face that PS way

Jay tells me my zoots too big that
Man just wasting the 8ths

Then me he told me he won't smoke with man
If I bring ams or the haze

Blessed that's gang came true with am
That'll give new born headaches

I seen bare man leave but f*ck them man
They don't know what greatness takes

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You see the fam yeah we the best
She got SMF tatted on her breast
Yeah jiggling right to the left
Now she wanna flex with the best

TM QO PS
That's stupid mad fresh in the flesh
Give them high class for the sesh
Smoking flavours got my eyes red

Yeah I said Jay be shooting
Giving tips yeah we be schooling
King of the ring we ruling
On the tune we be haunting

I said I put my all in
Flex that's a early warning
Pure gun shots yeah on the stage
T.A.Y take flight soon touring

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Straight Bonafide
Smf town dats where I reside!
You want beef I won't hide! No need 2 fear in life!
We're all gonna die til den ima grind!

Take over da masses and set dem free
The truth is Essential Bon appetite
Feeding dumb minds, from da thoughts of a G
Da height of my drive is bigger dan what I see!

Drunk in da Sound all I see treble clef
My chick blows my whistle like a premier league ref!

Got some hard kicks like my name is jean
And can sing couple notes like my names wyclef
Won't stop the mission until I reach death
Until then the whole worlds gonna know Steph
Hand on my heart like a national team!
We're da only real ones In da ends that's left

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Stupid Mad Fresh
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Stupid Mad Fresh
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Stupid Mad Fresh

Smf smf
Dj khaled we the best
Joined the team and now we're blessed
You aint moving right ur getting left

What you think that I took a breather
Still come mash up the bludclart Speaker
You'd think that I walk with the heater
The way I just step confidence through the metre

What you can't draw me out with no lead
Them man are talking birds with no bread
I could never speak a word to these feds
I heard all your music bruv and it's dead dead that heard the beat and I blessed that
Old ting I just left that Ashley Cole she got left back get left back

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Ouuu yeah that groovy shit hahaha
SMF we the best
Yeah
Ouuuu yeah yeah hahaha hahaha

Shout out the gang
Ouuu yeah

Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh

Stupid Mad Stupid Mad Stupid mad fresh my camp my set

Mana got the logo tatted left and right
So twice I rep

Grab 10 packs of the grapefruit
Bun that down with jay and Tay
Grab two bottles of the henny
That's Straight to face that PS way

Jay tells me my zoots too big that
Man just wasting the 8ths

Then me he told me he won't smoke with man
If I bring ams or the haze

Blessed that's gang came true with am
That'll give new born headaches

I seen bare man leave but f*ck them man
They don't know what greatness takes

Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh

You see the fam yeah we the best
She got SMF tatted on her breast
Yeah jiggling right to the left
Now she wanna flex with the best

TM QO PS
That's stupid mad fresh in the flesh
Give them high class for the sesh
Smoking flavours got my eyes red

Yeah I said Jay be shooting
Giving tips yeah we be schooling
King of the ring we ruling
On the tune we be haunting

I said I put my all in
Flex that's a early warning
Pure gun shots yeah on the stage
T.A.Y take flight soon touring

Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh

Straight Bonafide
Smf town dats where I reside!
You want beef I won't hide! No need 2 fear in life!
We're all gonna die til den ima grind!

Take over da masses and set dem free
The truth is Essential Bon appetite
Feeding dumb minds, from da thoughts of a G
Da height of my drive is bigger dan what I see!

Drunk in da Sound all I see treble clef
My chick blows my whistle like a premier league ref!

Got some hard kicks like my name is jean
And can sing couple notes like my names wyclef
Won't stop the mission until I reach death
Until then the whole worlds gonna know Steph
Hand on my heart like a national team!
We're da only real ones In da ends that's left

Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh

Smf smf
Dj khaled we the best
Joined the team and now we're blessed
You aint moving right ur getting left

What you think that I took a breather
Still come mash up the bludclart Speaker
You'd think that I walk with the heater
The way I just step confidence through the metre

What you can't draw me out with no lead
Them man are talking birds with no bread
I could never speak a word to these feds
I heard all your music bruv and it's dead dead that heard the beat and I blessed that
Old ting I just left that Ashley Cole she got left back get left back

Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
Sm f
Stupid Mad Fresh
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Stupid Mad Fresh
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Stupid Mad Fresh
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Writer: Moe Cyuzuzo, Paul Mbende, Quincy Ogunde, Taylor Smith
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