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Jermaine Dupri( Jermaine Dupri Mauldin )
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Fresh
Lyricist:Dupri Jermaine, Walters Ricky M L
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Y'all niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit For a while now, talking all that shit Like y'all motherfuckers got so much Motherfuckin' personality and shit
All of y'all poppin' all that fly shit Tryin' to dis niggas and all that Bullshit, know what I'm sayin'? But you know deep down I your motherfuckin' hearts Y'all niggas is booms
Compared to this nigga named Slick Rick You know that shit, you been knew that shit Y'all motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker Might come back and kick ya'll, motherfuckin' ass
Yo, turn it up Yo, turn it up Y'all gotta turn it up Do like I do, ha, ha
Ladies and gents, let the teacher start I am the greatest rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart You motherfuckers can't see me Even with a patch on my eye, I'm dreamy All in the grill of the gruesome 1, 2, 3, 7 diamonds on the twosome Schedule, I aim to be in Atlanta With the legendary Jermaine Dupri
Uh huh, I'm more delicious than shit outta cook books See, I'll even make Salvation Army clothes Look good, you know? That divine, so fine Don't even wear the same underwear 2 times JD, not the one to fuck around with Heard ya got the whole entire state locked down, kid That's right, so don't ask us who the best? From the North to the South, to the East to the West
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda socks
Come on, kids, Jermaine Dupri a wiz Walkin' down the street, you know mindin' my own biz My man girlfriend started actin' like she hoein' 'Hey JD, where your fine ass going?' To the studio, I told her frontin' Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or sumpin' For real and that shit ain't a fact?
She said that, she would meet me at my house around 10 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Not to mention, a nice tender body 10 o'clock, here came the red beau hotty My man girl told totally deceptive Still I try to fuck the full out the bitch rectum See, the woman so shady, talkin' bout actin' like she upped And offed JD, now she wanna kiss and caress 'cause I left a couple of bite marks on the hun's, breasts
I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the Bally shoes and the fly green socks I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the Bally soda, dada, soda socks
I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks Bitch, I'm fresh like a million bucks Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda socks
When the doubt falls, my door they knock up on Designers even ask me, what they need to stock up on Why the fuck did ya like to done pest us? When the tag team ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant? Slick, Jermaine Dupri back as the fat trackers We'll diarrhea up on your black ass
Babies jump out the carriage Could even fix the Hillary and Clinton marriage Charisma now felt to the point that I could even Make lesbians melt, models bookin' at me Could even make her grandmother catch an orgasm Lookin' at me, it's kinda outlandish, Rastas even say 'What kind fine young man dis?' So don't put me to the test From the North, from the South, to the East, to the West
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda socks
I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks Bitch, I'm fresh, fresh like a million bucks Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda socks
I'm fresh like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks I'm fresh like a million bucks Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda socks
I'm fresh like a million bucks Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks Bitch, I'm fresh like a million bucks
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