[Intro: Frenchie]
Uh huh
Frenchie
I make them say...
So Icey Entertainment
[Chorus: Frenchie]
I make them say
"Ooh... I need to be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
I make them say
"I... wanna be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
[Verse 1: Frenchie]
I got them like, "Ooh... I like that, I like that"
My pants match my shoes and it's like that, it's like that
Gucci told me keep on working, maybe there'll be better days
That's why I ball like Scottie Pippen and he's my MJ
Power pack working hard, I can set a hour back
Diamonds in my bird, got the whole hood proud of that
Wes Craven, Frenchie Krueger, Nightmare on Brick Street
I'm in a different world, counting my Benjis
Hopped out my Benz, G, diamonds like ice cream
Yellow and something green, they shining like [?]
This is the movie, snitch, f** all that fugazy sh**
I'm a 80's baby, b**h, I'm not here to cater sh**
[Chorus: Frenchie]-
I make them say
"Ooh... I need to be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
I make them say
"I... wanna be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
[Verse 2: Young Yo]
Ah... it's like that
How I leave [?] Mall and I'm coming right back
Yo, Lil Meta and Frenchie k**ing like three Freddy Kruegers
Stab his arm, break his leg, pull the pistol, then I'll shoot
Hopped out, if they still [?], big-face them hundreds, they coming
[?] be in samples, guaranteed I'll have your nose running
I'm working up out of the building, trapping early in the dungeon
Beijing and Belgium, then London, Arkansas, Texas, then Compton
AK-47, M16s, and them rocket launchers
Banging 'round them hood n***as, goons that are 'bout it
Nightmare, nightmare, when I pull out all my j**elry
Freddy Krueger versus Jason
[Chorus: Frenchie]
I make them say
"Ooh... I need to be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
I make them say
"I... wanna be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
[Verse 3: Lil Meta]
Stupid chains on my neck, the dope boys just cut the check
I feel like I'm the hottest, if you want, take it as disrespect
I done earned my props like a urn on my top
Fresh to d**h like I was in the coffin, Frenchie closed the top
I'm in Florida, going crazy and they sold gra**
Lil Meta, he ball fast like: "Give me all of that"
Fort Lauderdale at Saks, Neiman Marcus spending racks
Gone off that loud pack, Halloween crazy swag
Aquafina teal-made
Michael Myers knife your b**h and
Now I don't even feel bad
DBT, I built that
My chain is like a pumpkin, Halloween yams
Now my trap bunking, Frenchie, Young Yo, and Meta
[Chorus: Frenchie]
I make them say
"Ooh... I need to be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
I make them say
"I... wanna be fresh like that"
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h
Fresh to d**h, fresh to d**h