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CHORUS Ayyy, what it do my dude I'm livin life dawg what about you And ine even gatta tell a lie My swag, my steez gatta nigga sky high So I'm, watchin my moves From the shoes on the coupe Be Damned if a nigga aint high to the roof Pimp tight get it right homie more or less Gotta thank god I'm fresh
V1 Oh! I rearrange faces when I drop, I'm super duper cudi, Candy paint the rag top Can't nobody even tell me I'm sippin when I lean Forgive me to my fans, I'm country till decease Pleaseee, I stay up on my creep so to come up Gotta look the part superstar, no stunnas I'm going say some shit that will make you think I lost my mind I'm the only nigga that could watch the sun and don't go blind She fine as she wannabe But she wanna check though Dodging, popping bitches Like them hoes was working with the law Back at shaker bitches, tryna play me to the left Now I pick those, And give my niggas what is left I don't kno if it's the name or the bape gum bottoms Keep them Obsolete them 501's You can't knock em Use ta have the honda with the 30 day tags That was in the past NOW I'm bout to throw em on the JAG
CHORUS Ayyy, what it do my dude I'm livin life dawg what about you And ine even gatta tell a lie My swag, my steez gatta nigga sky high So I'm, watchin my moves From the shoes on the coupe Be Damned if a nigga aint high to the roof Pimp tight get it right homey more or less Gatta thank god I'm fresh Send "T.g.i.f (thank God I'm Fresh)" Ringtone to your Cell