ฟังเพลงStill Fly (Explicit)

What’s up, Fresh It’s our turn, baby

Gator boots (Gator boots)

With the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits)

Ain’t got no job (Ai-ai-ain’t got no job)

But I stay sharp (I stay sharp)

Can’t pay my rent (I can’t pay my rent)

‘Cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay

‘Cause I’m still fly (Damn, I’m so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas

In my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)

But that’s alright (Mmm, hmm)

‘Cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything (Got everything)

In my mama name (In my mama name)

But I’m Hood Rich (Uh-huh)

La-da-da

Get your car cleaned, gems gone shine

Instead mama get a bling, baby girl let’s ride (Let’s ride)

You a number one stunna and we gon’ glide

And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside

Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather

Bourbon’s cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)

20" pop my feather

The Birdman Daddy, I fly in any weather

Alligator seats with the head in the inside

Swine on the deck, G-wagon is So Fly

Number one don’t tangle and twist it

When ite to these cars I am that n****

The Coogi with a matchin’ interior

3-wheel ride with the tire in the middle

It’s Fresh and Stunner and we like brothers

We shine like paint, daddy, it’s our summer

Gator boots

With the pimped out Gucci suits

Ain’t got no job

But I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent

‘Cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay

‘Cause I’m still fly

Got a quarter tank of gas

In my new E class

But that’s alright

‘Cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything

In my mama name

But I’m Hood Rich

La-da-da

Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck

Turn around sit it down and let ‘em bite your butt

See, the steeling is Fendi, dashboard Armani

With your baby mama, player, is where you can find me

Cruisin’ through the parking lot on 24s

Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose

With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot

Well, your wife really lonely cause sexy is so hot

Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz

Hyper white lights, ultra Violet lens

Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat

TV where the Horn go, boy, you count that

I’mma show you some s***, rookie press that button

The trunk went uh-uh and all of a sudden

Four 15s, didn’t see no wires

And then I heard boom from the amplifiers

Gator boots

With the pimped out Gucci suits

Ain’t got no job

But I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent

‘Cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay

‘Cause I’m still fly

Got a quarter tank of gas

In my new E class

But that’s alright

‘Cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything

In my mama’s name

But I’m Hood Rich

La-da-da

Hey, hey, hey

Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins

And Prowler loud pipes, drinkin the Henn’

It’s the Birdie-Birdie Man, I’ll do it again

In a Cadillac Trucks, 24s with 10s

Looking at my Gucci, it’s about that time

Six bad broads flyin’ in that 9

New Suburban truck with the porno showin’

Up and down and up they go and

Bodies on a Roadster Lexus, you know what

That hard-top beamer, mama, that’s your truck

I’min’ up the hood, been lovely

New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly

430 Lex with the convertible top

And the rims keeps spinnin’ every time I stop

Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq

With a ol’ school Caddy with diamond in the back

Gator boots

With the pimped out Gucci suits

Ain’t got no job

But I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent

‘Cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay

‘Cause I’m still fly

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