Still Fly

Whassup Fresh? It's our turn, baby

Gator boots (Gator boots)

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

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 (Mmm hmm)

But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (Damn 'cause I'm so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas

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

But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride

Got everything (We got everything)

In my momma name (In my momma name)

But I'm hood rich (Uh huh) na-na-na-na...

Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine

And make sure mom get a mink

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 (Leather)

Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)

Twenty-inches pop my feather

The Birdman dad I fly in any weather

Alligator seats with the head in the inside

Swine on the dash, G-wagon is so fly

Number one don't tangle and twist it

When they come to these cars I am that nigga

The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin' interior

Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle

It's Fresh and Stunna, 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 momma name

But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...

Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?

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

See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani

With your baby momma player is where you can find me

Pushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours

Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose

With an 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 three wheel Benz (Skrrt)

Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens

Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat

TV where the horn go, "Boy can you top that?"

I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button

The trunk went ah-ah and all of a sudden

Four fifteen's 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 momma name

But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...

Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit) with the fished out fins

Impala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn'

It's the Birdie-Birdie Man I'll do it again

In a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens

Looking at my Gucci it's about that time

Six bad broads flying in at nine

New Suburban Truck with the porno showing

Up and down and up they go and

Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?

That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck

I'm comin' up, the hood been lovely

New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)

Four-thirty Lex with the convertible top

And the rims keeps spinning every time I stop

Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq

With a ol' school Caddy with a "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

Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class

But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride

Got everything in my momma name

But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na

Numba one stunna, pimp, ain't it fresh