12 buckle my shoe unlaced ears lil mama what it do. (what u mean?). What it do to fit you on those jeans. On your thighs so tight its like your hips can't breathe. Im in the spot with my wrist on freeze. N a couple of thugs with a grip on squeeze. Pair of champs on I get my limp on. like I get my pimp on play you just bench warm. Summertime my louis flips on. Before I make u wana get ur tip on. U said lil ron'names his own. He keeps it fly I don't knw wat ur mans on. See I less see once we get our benz on. U step on my nikes ices with ur chin zone. Im in this game just tryin to get my friends on. And all you blockers get defended. Now yall you tell me... Is the fitted low? YES. Money low? NO. Ice Bright? BRIGHT. Kicks tight? 4 SHO. Game tight? 4 SHO. Haters see me? YES. Never none less lil homie just call me Mr. Fresh. Just call me MR. FRESH (4x). They like why u gotta be so fly?. Homie I got it from the street no lie. Between me n u shorty I see bare sheets. It must be in opposite the dead sleep. See me pull up in the red jeep. See me hop out with the red sneaks. See me pull up in the blue coup. Rims match the kicks blue boots. See me pull up in some green clean. Prob rockin a pair of mean greens. But you dont know I get green seems. The US prob in the same dream. Heavy glin I make my limousines lean. Aint no 1 ons we known to intervien. But I swear if I looked u in the face. Itll b like I took a picture in ur face. Or rather like Tyson hit u in the face. U waitin to take my shit now this a taste. Now yall you tell me... Is the fitted low? YES. Money low? NO. Ice Bright? BRIGHT. Kicks tight? 4 SHO. Game tight? 4 SHO. Haters see me? YES. Never none less lil homie just call me Mr. Fresh. Just call me MR. FRESH (4x). You wanna know what im about? paper. The way u put your money let ya mouth make-up. I make ya lil mama shell break-up. Im just a lil fresh spouse taker. ya sleepin on me homie better wake up. ya girl just spotted me comin outta jacob. her thoughts are probably that i got my cake up. my wieghts up i aint gotta play tough. pimpin thats just how im livin'. chill in spots u wich u could live in. sippin' spinnin' women linen. we grindin' shinin' gripin' winnin'. names exchanged digits are givin'. slackin my mack nim slippin' my pimin'. gonna splurge like this shit is tradition. motha herbs got the chips. Now yall you tell me... Is the fitted low? YES. Money low? NO. Ice Bright? BRIGHT. Kicks tight? 4 SHO. Game tight? 4 SHO. Haters see me? YES. Never none less lil homie just call me Mr. Fresh. Just call me MR. FRESH (4x)