Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Fresh, artist - Philthy Rich. Album song The Remixes 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SCMMLLC
Song language: English
Dead Fresh |
I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
Leave a nigga an obituary |
Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
Me and money went and got married |
Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
You know what that stick could do to you? |
You know what the brick can do for you? |
You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
I don’t get mad, I get motivated |
Real nigga way before the paper |
In they face you can see the hatred |
'Cause a real nigga finally made it |
Couple million in diamonds on me |
Feds wasn’t up from rhymin' on it |
At the top, yeah it’s kinda lonely |
But I come from Top Ramen homie |
Take it out the wrapper and bust it down |
Tell the jeweler go’n bust it down |
What it cost me, like fifty thou |
Hit the lot with two-fifty now |
All my niggas, yeah they eatin' with me |
But they used to be starvin' with me |
Nowadays you can’t bargain with me |
In a foreign car with the carbon with me |
Look happiness is priceless |
Off the head, you can’t type this |
In a two door, bitch you might fit |
Two Asian hoes and a white bitch |
Made a million off rap last year |
Told the bitch you can’t crash here |
Told the bitch you need a papsmear |
Pussy smell like last year, it’s Philthy |
I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
Leave a nigga an obituary |
Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
Me and money went and got married |
Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
You know what that stick could do to you? |
You know what the brick can do for you? |
You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
Rockin' jewelry like I own a mine |
Bought a Rollie, I’ma wear a time |
Lil shawty bad, goddamn she fine |
I smoke the strongest gas you can find |
I’m the freshest nigga you ever seen |
I’m a boss, gotta feed the team |
Made a million dollars from the green |
Shawty said she gonna fuck me good |
We was sellin' P’s in the hood |
Tryna limit, boy I wish you would |
Fuck around and have you gone for good |
Fuck around and throw a whole hundred on 'em |
Fuck these niggas, I ain’t sparing none of them |
I’m with Philthy in the Bay nigga |
Hundred rounds, who want to play nigga? |
Middle man, you in the way nigga |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
Ten racks nigga, in each pocket |
Designer fillin' up a nigga’s closet |
Had to leave a nigga unconcious |
My niggas killer, they ain’t got a conscious |
We ride around, nigga with them rockets |
I know a plug in every single state |
I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
Leave a nigga an obituary |
Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
Me and money went and got married |
Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
You know what that stick could do to you? |
You know what the brick can do for you? |
You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
She gon' shake that ass then drop it |