Raphael RJ2 - Fresh I Stay lyrics

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Raphael RJ2 - Fresh I Stay lyrics

[Hook] Silver dollar fresh I stay I'll be fresh all day, yeah yeah Silver dollar fresh I stay I'll be fresh always, yeah yeah (repeated) [Flo Rida: Verse 1] Money in my pocket He be talking I be quiet There they go again smelling like I wanna buy it Shawty think I'm fresh I make em wet like fire hydrant I be on that fly sh** go from pa**enger to pilot Point it out like gimme that Point it out like gimme that Point it out like gimme that, gimme that, gimme that Why do I be stuntin' to be honest I don't know Hundred after Hundred I don't know I love it l-l-l-l love it I got a problem Its nothin' nothin nothin nothin I'm poppin collars Last week I flossed on em, b**h I made a movie How you doin? Where you been? Hello to my groupies! Swagga to the moon man, Gwap in my two hands You can eat the fruit loops wrist full of Toucans All types of colors, We family like brothers My cash in my clean can't have one without the other I stay [Chrous] [Lil Wayne: Verse 2] Man I got b**hes in my home And b**hes on my phone I'm like can you call me back because SportsCenter is on I don't mean to come off wrong But man my money long I say man my money long Call me Stretch Armstrong Big a** chain on my junk yard dog sh** Viagra swagga, f** all yeall sh** Haha, mike stop the beat Hear the money talk and it talking about me White boy fresh…skinny a** pants But I ball hard like scouts in the stands I just sit around my house blowing ounce like a fan I flip one of these n***as like Jackie Chan I ain't worry bout em I just ball out, Man I'm too cold lemme thaw out Im so Young Money… I got dumb money Beau-coup bread but a b**h can't get a crumb from me [Hook] [Flo Rida: Verse 3] Money in my pocket he ain't coming back to life I gave her CPR blow thirty shooting dice I'm married to the cash like somebody throwing rice And I'm married to the cash I just had to say it twice Tell me I ain't stuntin nah Tell me I ain't stuntin nah Tell me I ain't stuntin nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.. Put on for my city and I do it like I'm supposed to Ballin' like when Britney cut her hair I cut the checks fool I do that d-d-d-do that im about my buisness Like who that who-who-who that pushin the Bentley Everybody staring thats Mister Mclaren Loco con dinero like-like I was speaking spanish Shine like a Disco Dimes think its Crystal Said she gotta twin then you know I'm callin Brisco I ain't drink that Dom-P I ain't drink that Dom-P Them shawties spill my bottle on my Parlay Adore jeans