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Word up...
Yeah
Yo we up in here
Kacey Chrysler motherfucking Freaky Kah
Ayo, we in the building...
I'm fresh to death
Money in the pocket
Name on the marquee
Tonight we gonna rock shit
Ain't nuttin' new it's the way we do
Shit the place get lit when them boyz come thru
When them boyz come thru shit gets lit
Pretty thick chick showing tit
You the runs when them boyz start running
You and ya crew come thru have some fun and let's ride...
I love nights like these
When you can catch rek and collect some cheese
Man, I do this thing wit ease
I been rocking out ever since I joined LB
Lincoln park uhuh, rockaway bully
Y span back street we rep da hood fully
Me, we move like a pound a day
When I'm not a round the way
Still I'm around the way
Big boyz sitting on them things looking hard
Posted wit a few rude boyz from da yard
I'm fresh wit my wild cat clothing
Dice game going down bills unfolding
I'm feeling fresh and I'm holdin
I'm throwing out numbers everytime I'm rollin'
I take a pull of my back and take a sip of my yack
I'm fresh to death
Money in the pocket
Name on the marquee
Tonight we gonna rock shit
Ain't nuttin' new it's the way we do
Shit the place get lit when them boyz come thru
When them boyz come thru shit gets lit
Pretty thick chick showing tit
You the runs when them boyz start running
You and ya crew come thru have some fun and let's ride...
Freaky
I got two bad bitches and they poppin and shit
I got a hood rat bitch she always poppin her shit
She don't know she get this dick I'ma drop her off quick
Brought a friend I'ma tryna pop it and switch ya dig
We can take it to the telly whoa
I'm off the henny tryna get off in her belly whoa whoa
I'm just tryna see if betty boop
She a freak I'm just tryna see what shelly do whoa
Cheeks had hit me up like yo boy you ready
Told him go I spark the gas like we hit getty, ah
'Cause I un met wetty at the deli
And she down to suck me off just like her momma made spaghetti, ah
She heard brent don't at me unless you nasty
'Cause I like mines a lil thick bone but she classy
You gotta be lil rachet lil trashy
But I keep me a lil good bitch but she nasty, ah
I'm fresh to death
Money in the pocket
Name on the marquee
Tonight we gonna rock shit
Ain't nuttin' new it's the way we do
Shit the place get lit when them boyz come thru
When them boyz come thru shit gets lit
Pretty thick chick showing tit
You the runs when them boyz start running
You and ya crew come thru have some fun and let's ride...
Yeah, you know my niggas ridin'
See ya bitch then dm we gon slide in
Mr Cheeks, he the motherfucking pilot
K Chrys, Freaky Kah, yeah, we fly, so flying through the block
So you gonna hear a knock
You know my nigga got the glock
But we tryna have fun so I got my niggas running shit
And they be like you know who the fuck
You fucking wit all my niggas fresh to deaf
Hit you wit left like wilder leave you deaf, what?
All my niggas fresh to deaf
Hit you wit left like wilder leave you deaf, what?
But we tryna place get lit (ay)
But we tryna make em show a tit (ay)
Tell ya friends to come thru
And at the door tell em LB crew Chrys
I'm fresh to death
Money in the pocket
Name on the marquee
Tonight we gonna rock shit
Ain't nuttin' new it's the way we do
Shit the place get lit when them boyz come thru
When them boyz come thru shit gets lit
Pretty thick chick showing tit
You the runs when them boyz start running
You and ya crew come thru have some fun and let's ride...