Don't I stay fly ( fly) [ Hook ] YeahDon't I be that guy ( guy) YeahDon't I keep a k ( k ) Yeah Don't I get pay ( pay) Yeah
Mr.fresh to death [ Verse 1 ]girls dig my breathstep on the scenekilling everything and im leaving clean all eyes on melike im f*ckin Tupaclet them camera's rollshow you some hoei'm a movie star, nigga who you are when i hit, the red carpetyou should see , what i spin where i sleep, you never beentake your girl , on a date just to make you hateonce i smash it, than i dashi only chase cash, while im puffing gasyou can have that ass
Getting money like western union [ Verse 2 ] money on money babylike a dope boyand i gotta , that foreign swag im high on life, like im doing cocaina living life, no stressyou can say, im too blesswhy complain, take shots to the brain for all them days, i lived in painreminiscing way back, now i pop champagne youse a lil nigga, remain in your f*ckin lanelet them bosses politic while you shut your mouthwhat i live, is what i rapyouse a Red-box, yeah, story teller
I dont need to flex [ Verse 3 ] your bitch wanna sex i let her suck my dick yeah, im slick, never been sickbitch im that nigga good looking, no jiggacame all the way down, word around towni shuffle like a mayor, i can do you a flavori be getting cake, them niggas hateused to starve in a hood, now im eating goodbaked potato's, steak -n-steakeverywhere i go, state to stateno need to brag, i gotta big bagbaby this, baby thati can get it, get it
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Don't I stay fly ( fly) [ Hook ] YeahDon't I be that guy ( guy) YeahDon't I keep a k ( k ) Yeah Don't I get pay ( pay) Yeah
Mr.fresh to death [ Verse 1 ]girls dig my breathstep on the scenekilling everything and im leaving clean all eyes on melike im f*ckin Tupaclet them camera's rollshow you some hoei'm a movie star, nigga who you are when i hit, the red carpetyou should see , what i spin where i sleep, you never beentake your girl , on a date just to make you hateonce i smash it, than i dashi only chase cash, while im puffing gasyou can have that ass
Getting money like western union [ Verse 2 ] money on money babylike a dope boyand i gotta , that foreign swag im high on life, like im doing cocaina living life, no stressyou can say, im too blesswhy complain, take shots to the brain for all them days, i lived in painreminiscing way back, now i pop champagne youse a lil nigga, remain in your f*ckin lanelet them bosses politic while you shut your mouthwhat i live, is what i rapyouse a Red-box, yeah, story teller
I dont need to flex [ Verse 3 ] your bitch wanna sex i let her suck my dick yeah, im slick, never been sickbitch im that nigga good looking, no jiggacame all the way down, word around towni shuffle like a mayor, i can do you a flavori be getting cake, them niggas hateused to starve in a hood, now im eating goodbaked potato's, steak -n-steakeverywhere i go, state to stateno need to brag, i gotta big bagbaby this, baby thati can get it, get it
Mr.fresh to death [ Verse 1 ]girls dig my breathstep on the scenekilling everything and im leaving clean all eyes on melike im f*ckin Tupaclet them camera's rollshow you some hoei'm a movie star, nigga who you are when i hit, the red carpetyou should see , what i spin where i sleep, you never beentake your girl , on a date just to make you hateonce i smash it, than i dashi only chase cash, while im puffing gasyou can have that ass
Getting money like western union [ Verse 2 ] money on money babylike a dope boyand i gotta , that foreign swag im high on life, like im doing cocaina living life, no stressyou can say, im too blesswhy complain, take shots to the brain for all them days, i lived in painreminiscing way back, now i pop champagne youse a lil nigga, remain in your f*ckin lanelet them bosses politic while you shut your mouthwhat i live, is what i rapyouse a Red-box, yeah, story teller
I dont need to flex [ Verse 3 ] your bitch wanna sex i let her suck my dick yeah, im slick, never been sickbitch im that nigga good looking, no jiggacame all the way down, word around towni shuffle like a mayor, i can do you a flavori be getting cake, them niggas hateused to starve in a hood, now im eating goodbaked potato's, steak -n-steakeverywhere i go, state to stateno need to brag, i gotta big bagbaby this, baby thati can get it, get it
Writer: UWEZO BLAISE MULUMBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave