letra de fre$h - spaceage tike & lord zano
[verse: zano]
i put that beentrill on my body
now i walk in every party
and i’m pullin’ in a thottie
she look clean but give me sloppy
then she top me like a cherry
rock her boat without the sperry’s
we still cruise like i was terry
still the chief like eric berry
wearin’ sh-t i bought on sale
but i dont need no ysl
don’t need louie on my belt
but i stay fresh and you can tell
well i’m draped in black and white
like i was dressed for day and night
and i know that that b-tch is loose
but her pants fittin’ mighty tight
yeah her body versace, so hot like wasabi
she takin’ them shotties, on white like yo gotti
i don’t gotta gold chain and i don’t eat with gold fangs
but i’m so f-ckin’ hot that i can light an old flame
d-mn, she want my alexander w-ng
they wanna kick it like q-tip
i’m only hittin’ a cute b-tch
p-ssy tighter than my new sh-t
and they mad just how i do it
you ain’t ridin’, you ain’t ridin’
you ain’t bumpin’ like i’m bumpin’
you ain’t sayin’ nothin’ homie
you ain’t fresh as i’m is
[chorus: tike]
but she don’t wanna waste no time
the type of sh-t she wears she’s fine
but it ain’t no price to me
and everything you got for free, and so she said to me
baby you’re the one for me
the way you dress is be super clean
somethin’ outta magazine
you’re so fresh to me
baby you’re the one for me
the way you dress is be super clean
somethin’ outta magazine
you’re so fresh to me
[verse: tike]
i’m on my new wave like i’m joey b-tch i’m next
stuntin’ like the toothpaste clean my jewelry b-tch i’m fresh
watch me like a movie like how i dress
then they cop my st–z, use my slang and skip the creds
yeah i’m tike i’m the center like howard
fresh from the patch like i’m sour
clean my shoes before i leave be ready in like an hour
horses and gators oh my!
polo, lacoste i’m fly
zano got trashed at a party had to call me for a ride
lucky i ain’t even drink, steerin’ the whip while i’m high
flashin’ lights all in the rearview, just a reflection
cause if the 5-0 is pullin’ me over
best believe tike doin’ time
stashin’ my bag in my seat tryna focus on straight lines
d-mn, woo that’s a lotta ganja
on my mama, want my cheese parmesan on my lasagna
you ain’t ridin’, you ain’t ridin’
you ain’t bumpin’ like i’m bumpin’
you ain’t sayin’ nothin’ homie
you ain’t fresh as i’m is
[chorus: tike]
but she don’t wanna waste no time
the type of sh-t she wears she’s fine
but it ain’t no price to me
and everything you got for free, and so she said to me
baby you’re the one for me
the way you dress is be super clean
somethin’ outta magazine
you’re so fresh to me
baby you’re the one for me
the way you dress is be super clean
somethin’ outta magazine
you’re so fresh to me
[outro: tike]
but she don’t wanna waste no time
the type of sh-t she wears she’s fine
but it ain’t no price to me
and everything you got for free
but she don’t wanna waste no time
the type of sh-t she wears she’s fine
but it ain’t no price to me
and everything you got for free, and so she said to me
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