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[Intro:]
Say fresh we goin back home on this one right here ya heard me
See the ladies was buckin from left to right
And the dudes was thuggin from side to side
It was a bum, bum bum, bum, bum bum snap
And a ickeh ickeh fresh and i added a clap
1, 2 baby boy test the mic
And get the party jumpin for the rest of the night

[Chorus:]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 1:]
I step up in the club lookin freshin than them other
Ice so bright make ya eyes stevie wonder
Way down under at the bottom of the boot
I just gotta keep it real I just gotta speak
the truth (speak the truth)
I'll floss on you bitchez doin 90 on the free
gettin lost on you bitchez
If you less than 500 ima boss on you bitchez
Hustle hustle real hard rick ross on you bitchez
If ya carrots aint high I dont wanna see ya jewelry
Cuz my shit shinny and ya'll be all blurry
I had to get up on ya I had to do my thing
Cuz I's so fresh and I's so clean

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 2:]
I'm back up in the spot, cleaner than a whistle
Count my diamonds on my neck homeboy not no
crystals
Nigga im the shit better pass me the tissue
Red monkeys on my ass baby boy its official (its official)
I'll rock on you bitchez and my sickas dont stop
Ima watch on you bitchez
Big rims big truck gon' go knock on you bitchez
It's goin down right now yung joc on you bitchez
If you aint countin stacks you aint fly like me
If you aint roll in the deck you cant ride with
me
Niggaz spit to spare clean neva eva trifflin
Holla at my nigga Sol cuz the nigga on bling

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 3:]
Walkin everywhere dustin off myself
Time to flawn on you bitchez time to show my wealth
Got a loft that I bought got a condo in new york
Spendin buku money but i gotta play it smart (play it smart)
I'm high maintain on you bitchez in a different
kind of whip switchin lanes on you bitchez
And I know you niggaz hear I do my thang on you
bitchez
I like my beat down low like the king on you
bitchez
If ya cars dont cost about 80, 90 thousand
Cuz my whips cost more than some of ya'll houses
I got my grill and high bean with a fresh white
tee and I'm still so fresh, nawmeen?

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]
[Intro:]   Say fresh we goin back home on this one right here ya heard me   See the ladies was buckin from left to right   And the dudes was thuggin from side to side   It was a bum, bum bum, bum, bum bum snap   And a ickeh ickeh fresh and i added a clap   1, 2 baby boy test the mic   And get the party jumpin for the rest of the night      [Chorus:]   Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean   My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly   3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean   With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie   Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]      [Verse 1:]   I step up in the club lookin freshin than them other   Ice so bright make ya eyes stevie wonder   Way down under at the bottom of the boot   I just gotta keep it real I just gotta speak   the truth (speak the truth)   I'll floss on you bitchez doin 90 on the free   gettin lost on you bitchez   If you less than 500 ima boss on you bitchez   Hustle hustle real hard rick ross on you bitchez   If ya carrots aint high I dont wanna see ya jewelry   Cuz my shit shinny and ya'll be all blurry   I had to get up on ya I had to do my thing   Cuz I's so fresh and I's so clean      [Chorus]   Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean   My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly   3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean   With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie   Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]      [Verse 2:]   I'm back up in the spot, cleaner than a whistle   Count my diamonds on my neck homeboy not no   crystals   Nigga im the shit better pass me the tissue   Red monkeys on my ass baby boy its official (its official)   I'll rock on you bitchez and my sickas dont stop   Ima watch on you bitchez   Big rims big truck gon' go knock on you bitchez   It's goin down right now yung joc on you bitchez   If you aint countin stacks you aint fly like me   If you aint roll in the deck you cant ride with   me   Niggaz spit to spare clean neva eva trifflin   Holla at my nigga Sol cuz the nigga on bling      [Chorus]   Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean   My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly   3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean   With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie   Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]      [Verse 3:]   Walkin everywhere dustin off myself   Time to flawn on you bitchez time to show my wealth   Got a loft that I bought got a condo in new york   Spendin buku money but i gotta play it smart (play it smart)   I'm high maintain on you bitchez in a different   kind of whip switchin lanes on you bitchez   And I know you niggaz hear I do my thang on you   bitchez   I like my beat down low like the king on you   bitchez   If ya cars dont cost about 80, 90 thousand   Cuz my whips cost more than some of ya'll houses   I got my grill and high bean with a fresh white   tee and I'm still so fresh, nawmeen?      [Chorus]   Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean   My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly   3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean   With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie   Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]
 
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