Chorus (4x):      Nig got a closet full of clothes   Nig gotta stay fresh for the hoes      Verse One:      Yeah, nigga got a closet full of clothes   I ain't 21 but got a bottle full of Moe   Cool in the summer but I'm hotter in the snow   Fresh Force Ones in my closet at the door   Your Diesel jeans, I'm top of the line   Your Diesel tees, a watch that could blind   Four carats a piece up in each ear   Have two of the baddest bitches up in each hurr   There's fur in the atmosphere, of course he's nurr   Like my nigga Trell said I'm fresher than John Durr   But back to the basics   Bows with the straps   I'm done with the daytons   I'm going with the flaps   So many brown Pradas   Red and white strips   Red and white fitted with the red and white kicks   Leave out of town with an STL bitch   Just to let you know I'm on some STL shit, bitch      Chorus (4x)      Verse Two:      You know kid got the cuddy (?) on fours   Spend a couple grand, got the charm on froze   Keep it so fresh, ridin on low pros   Eyes stay open like I'm takin No-Doz   Prada, fit red and white trim, so (?)   Know I got the Prada low soles, so cold   Closet lookin like a warehouse, so swoll