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fresh - peezy lyrics

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[intro]
seven*hundred*dollar sweater, this sh*t, n*gga
five, six*hundred*dollar jeans, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
thousand*dollar belts, this sh*t, n*gga
big n*gga on that fresh sh*t
i’m on that fresh sh*t
yeah

[verse 1]
big n*gga, know he stay the freshest (off the rip)
rockstar jeans off a pair of sky [?] 11s
latest don c hat off the kenzo sweater
in rehab, spillin’ lean on a pair of giuseppes (uh)
bad b*tches blow my head up, love the way i be dressin’
might just take one to the mall with me and let her dress me
versace drawers, burberry belt, you know i’m extra
i got a b*tch that get my shoes early, so i bless her (every time)
young rich n*gga, i do rich n*gga sh*t (yeah)
i don’t wear the polo tees if they ain’t slim fit (at all)
y’all n*ggas look like y’all broke, i dress like i’m the sh*t (look at me)
off the rip, the freshest big n*gga in this b*tch (let’s get it), period

[chorus]
big n*gga on that fresh sh*t
big fat n*gga on that fresh sh*t
b*tches love me ’cause i be on that fresh sh*t
every time, i be on that fresh sh*t
i’m a big n*gga on that fresh sh*t
big fat n*gga on that fresh sh*t
head to toe, n*gga, i be on that fresh sh*t
got a check, too, and i be on that fresh sh*t
[verse 2]
if you n*ggas ain’t fresh, then get away from me
might try to step on my shoe, you might be hatin’ on me
it’s different levels to this sh*t, homie, it’s a’s and b’s
how the f*ck you gon’ get fresh if you ain’t makin’ no cheese?
think about that, now think about this (yeah)
i just paid d*mn near two stacks for one outfit
might do the louie belt and might not do the shoes
might just throw them timbs on and let the laces hang loose, n*gga
what you know about the neiman marcus jumpsuit, n*gga?
got the b*tch gray and i got it navy blue, n*gga
and they wonder why i spend a check on this sh*t (why?)
’cause back in the day, i used to break my neck for this sh*t, let’s get it, yeah

[chorus]
big n*gga on that fresh sh*t
big fat n*gga on that fresh sh*t
b*tches love me ’cause i be on that fresh sh*t
every time, i be on that fresh sh*t
i’m a big n*gga on that fresh sh*t
big fat n*gga on that fresh sh*t
head to toe, n*gga, i be on that fresh sh*t
got a check, too, and i be on that fresh sh*t (ayy)

[verse 3]
seventy, eighty different pair of shoes, n*gga
forty pair of jeans in one room, n*gga
sittin’ here like what i’m finna wear?
did them b*tches on time, i’m finna buy another pair, ayy (ayy)
seventy, eighty different pair of shoes, n*gga
two hundred t*shirts in one room, n*gga (i got all this sh*t right now, n*gga)
all kind of different belts
all kind of different hats, cash this sh*t off the shelf, ayy (yeah)
[outro]
i get fresh for nothin’, n*gga
i jump up and get fresh for no reason, n*gga
it don’t matter what i’m doin’, n*gga, i’m fresh, n*gga
king, n*gga, big boy fresh sh*t, you hear me?
make these fat n*ggas spend a check around this b*tch, n*gga
make these hoes wanna f*ck, n*gga, let’s get it
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
them hoes love to see a fat n*gga jump out, n*gga, saggin’, n*gga, with that sh*t in both pockets hangin’, n*gga
chains on, n*gga smellin’ like that sh*t, n*gga
gettin’ money, n*gga, you hear me?
that’s what we do, n*gga, big boy sh*t, n*gga, ghetto boyz, let’s get it

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