Still Fly

What's up Fresh

It's our turn baby

Gator Boots

With the pimped out

Gucci suit

Ain't got no job

But I stay sharp

Can't pay my rent

Cause all my money's spent

But that's OK

Cause I'm still fly

Gotcha car

Play gems on shine

Said it's mine

Get a mink

Baby girl lets ride

You da Numba 1 stunna

And we gonna glide

And go straight

To the mall

And turn out the inside

Prowler Gucci

Full length leather

Burbons cooler

Coogi sweater

Twenty inches

Pop my feather

The Bird man daddy

I fly in any weather

Alligator seats

With the head in the

Inside

Swine on the dash

G-Wagon so Fly

Numba 1

Don't tangle and twisle

When it come to these cars

I am that nigga

The Gucci

With the matching interior

3 wheel ride

Wwith the tire in the middle

It's Fresh and stunna

And we like brothers

We shine like paint daddy

This our summer

Gator Boots

With the pimped out

Gucci suit

Ain't got no job

But I stay sharp

Can't pay my rent

Cause all my money's spent

But that's OK

Ccause I'm still fly

Got a quarter tank gas

In my new E-class

But that's alright

Cause I'm gon' ride

Got everything

In my moma's name

But I'm hood rich

Da, dada, dada, da

Have you ever seen

The crocodile seats

In the truck?

Turn around and sit it down

And let em' bite ya butt

See

The steering wheel is Fendi

Dashboard Armani

With Your baby momma playa

Is where u can find me

Pushing through the parking lot

On 24's Cadillac Escalade

With the chromed out nose

With the navigation arrow

Headed straight to your spot

Where your wife really love me

Cause the sex is so hot

Put the Caddy up

Start the 3 wheel Benz

Hyper white lights

Ultra violet lens

Sumitomo tires

And they gotta be run flat

T.V. where the horn go

Boy can you top that?

I'ma show you some shit

Rookie press that button

The trunk went Eh-eh

And all of a sudden

4 15's didn't see no wire's

And then I heard boom

From the amplifiers

Let me slide in the Benz

with the fished out fins

Impala Loud pipes

Drinking that Hen

It's the birdy birdy man

I'll do it again

In the Cadillac truck

24's with 10's

Looking at my Gucci

It's about that time

6 bad broads flying in at 9

New Suburban truck

With the porno showin'

Up and down

And up they go and

Bodies on the Roadster Lexus

You know

With that hard top beamer

Mommy that's your truck

I'm coming up

The hood been lovely

New shoes on the whip

And I wake up the bubbley

430 lex with convertible top

The rims keep spinning

Every time I stop

I got a superman Benz

That I scored from shaq

With a old school Caddy

With a diamond in the back

Gator Boots

With the pimped out

Gucci suit

Ain't got no job

But I stay sharp

Can't pay my rent

Cause all my money's spent

But that's OK

Ccause I'm still fly

Got a quarter tank gas

In my new E-class

But that's alright

Cause I'm gon' ride

Got everything

In my moma's name

But I'm hood rich

Da, dada, dada, da