Chamillionaire - Doe Boy Fresh lyrics

Yeah, Hypnotize Minds Three 6 Mafia, Academy Award Winners Chamillionaire, we stronger than ever, for real Da last to walk It's goin' it's goin' down [Hook:] I stay doe boy, doe-d-doe boy fresh Yeah, fresh, fresh, fresh Now what I is boy Dope boy, doe-d-doe boy fresh Yeah, fresh, fresh, fresh Now what I is boy Dope boy, doe-d-doe boy fresh Yeah, fresh, fresh, fresh Now what I is boy Dope boy, doe-d-doe boy fresh Yeah, fresh, fresh, fresh Now what I is boy [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Another day another dollar, another night to make a ho holla I pop her cherry then I pop my collar I pop brand new tags off of brand new clothes Brush my hair back and kick the ho out the do' Flip a coin see which ride I'm pullin' up out the garage Wireless transmitters send the bump from my i-pod Pull a pack out and fill my body up with sin Ten o'clock at night but my day has just begin Oh-seven Murcielago with the wings out I usually never drive it but I heard the hoes out Fresher than a mint leaf, smellin' like a c**a leaf Center of attention, hoes smilin' cause they wants to be [Hook] [Verse 2: Chamillionaire] Hey, streets know how I gets my grands Try to snatch it better switch ya plans Pull a stack out my Dickies pants Slap a hater with my business hand Keep a spare for that clip that jam Money like Mike and pimp like Ken Put some chrome under the big sedan And I pimp it better than Xzibit can And they impressed by how my ear lookin' Aquafina clear If you don't like it come dispute it do ya best to disappear Yeah, you know what it is don't call me Chamillionaire Now the world gotta address me as the hustler of the year I'm the man to respect, I'm demandin' respect Or I'm commandin' that cannon through that damage to chest Ain't a hustler or another on the planet as fresh So when I lift up my royal hand my pinky ring should get pecked [Hook] [Verse 3: Juicy J] My cars inside peanut bu*ter outside jelly Flickin' twenty-sixes drankin' drankin' on my celly We takin' real orders, talkin' codes on that telly We choppin' up that dope like a butcher in a deli You know that purple kush leave yo clothes all smelly But if you slangin' pound then ya pockets should be swelly I'm ballin' till I'm fallin' just like the movie Belly I'm always stayin' strapped for you n***as that be petty Tote a nine, nine, nine on the grind, grind, grind I shine, shine, shine j**elry blind, blind, blind The time, time, time yes it's prime, prime, prime I'm takin over traps cause its mine, mine, mine n***a