[Intro: Birdman]
What's up Fresh, it's our turn baby
[Chorus 1: Jeremy DePoyster]
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 okay cause I'm still fly
[Verse 1: Mike Hranica]
Gotcha car play gems on shine
Said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl let's ride
You're the number one 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 Birdman 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 my hands are faithful
The Gucci with the matching interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunna and we're like brothers
We shine like paint daddy, this our summer
[Chorus 2: Jeremy DePoyster]
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 okay cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-cla**
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
[Verse 2: Mike Hranica]
Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya bu*t
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With Your baby momma playa is where you 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 iHop
Aunt Jaimama really likes me cause my syrup 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 something rookie, press that bu*ton
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
[Breakdown]
[Verse 3: Mike Hranica]
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 banders flying in at 9
New Suburban truck with page up showin'
Black and White and Red and Gold and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus, you know
With that hard top beamer, momma that's your truck
I'm coming up the hood been lovely
Open up the top 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
[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
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
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-cla**
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