C-Murder

C-Murder - Be Fresh lyrics

rate me

Come on, gotta stay sharp home

You know

That's dat dirty doe boy money boy, holla at ya boy

Detroit: I just got paid today, so you know I am going out tonight

I got me a brand new fit with a fresh pair of G Nikes

Man I gotta be fresh, I am gonna be fresh man I gonna be fresh

Every body so fresh, man I gotta be fresh

Shorty said she worked hard today, so she had to come out tonight

She gotta on Juicy Courtier Jean and they fitting on her body so right

Shorty looking so fresh shorty looking so fresh

Everybody so fresh.I am feeling so fresh

Check it shorty

Just left the block, but you know a block boy can't really stop (No Can't Stop)

All the money I got I am gonna put it on the side

But you no I am gonna shine

I am hit the mall with a big knot hopping a big drop top

Tall Big knots in the pockets like four socks pulling out more jock

More drops gotta watch for the?

I am clean yeah you know me a veteran in the hood stand up old G

Low key oh (did I say low key) more keys in than boss in OC

More cheese in the weed in the indes

So I shop in Veliec overs seas

My wrist ain't froze they freeze

So cold they might bring Berry to her Knees

I see shorty see me, so I see if Shorty wanna be with me (holla)

So I stepped to her after the party (Come On) pulling her ain't really hard B

Just take it from me

Everything about me says cake from the streets

Think she flip what I make in week, probably Goon but he fake in the street

Probably gotta man but I am jacking him (come on)

And if she ever planed I am act on them

If see floors I am gonna crack on them

To test her heart, to react on him

Can you dance ma what's your name

Can you give brains like your going insane (Yeah)

Can you keep a secret I am true to the game

It's just my like shorty straight out lame

Yeah I got the Cardia watch, with the Cardia specs and the Cardia shades

And other pair of G Knotts sold in the store plus every pair of Ed Hardy that was made

Plus my Tru shoes, they made for them boyz that be breaking the news

You can fake with your crews, but you make it chose

If your late or your snooze, I am gonna drap you in blues

In my state I am fool

Black on Black Louis knapsack, fresh out the pack

You can't car jack (what)

We strapped in the Lac (what) we never give dap, to the homees who rate

Invade my flat

Camers out back, security room with those hammers on strap

Yes I am serious, I move like a cat

Plus everything match, because I am fresh like that (yeah)

Come on man, Doe boy

Ricky Ross

(Fresh) Holla shorty

Tru Records That's how we doing it home, you heard me

Stay clean stay sharp, I ain't never had a job

What's good with ya 2 Deep music man, we thuged out to the bone

H tell'em man

Holla at ya boy, Tru Records man yeah

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