Baby Boy Da Prince

Lyrics for Naw Meen

Say fresh we goin’ back home back on this one right here
Yay
See the ladies was buckin’ from left to right and the dudes was from side to side
There was a bu bu bu bu bu bu snap and the ficky ficky fresh and I added a clap
One two Baby Boy test the mic and get the party jumping for the rest of the night
Hommie I’m so fresh and I’m so clean my wrist so bling with a so lean
Wearing hundred dollar jeans and a grill on mean with my bundle in my jeans and it’s real hommie
Naw mean and naw mean and naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean
Come on … Ladies and gentlemen
I step up in the club looking fresher than a mother
Ice so bright make ya eyes Stevie Wonder
Way down under at the bottom of the boot
I just gotta keep it real I just gotta spit the truth, spit the truth
High floss on ya bitches doing 90 on the free getting lost on ya bitches
See ya les 500 I’m the boss on the bitches hustle hustle real hard
Rick Ross on ya bitches
If your carets ain’t high I don’t want to see your jewelry
Cause my shit shine and ya’ll be all blurry
I had to get a phone I had to do my thang cause I so fresh and I so clean
Hommie im so fresh and I’m so clean my wrist so bling with a so lean
Wearing hundred dollar jeans and a grill on mean
With my bundle in my jeans and it’s real hommie
Naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean
Come back up in the spot clean like a whistle
Got my diamonds on my neck and home boy got no crystals
Nigga I’m the shit gotta pass me the tissues red monkeys on my ass Baby Boy its official
Its official I rock all u bitches and my seconds don’t stop on my watch on you bitches
Big rims big trucks don’t go knock on your business
It’s going down right now Young Jack on your bitches
If you ain’t got you ain’t fly like me
If you ain’t go you can’t ride wit me
Nigga spike and span clean never ever triffly
Holla at my nigga soul cause my nigga on bling
Hommie I’m so fresh and I’m so clean so clean my wrist so bling with a so lean
Wearing hundred dollar jeans and a grill on mean
With my bundle in my jeans and it’s real hommie
Naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean
Walking everywhere dusting off myself trying to flaunt on ya bitches trying to show my wealth
Got a loft got a boat got a condo in New York spending boo coo money but I gotta play it smart play it smart
I maintain on you bitches in a different kind of whip switching lanes on you bitches
And I know you niggas hate I do my thang on you bitches
I lay my beat down low like the kind on you bitchs
If your car don’t cost about 80 or 90 thousand cause my whip cost more than some of your houses
I got my grill with high beams with a fresh white tee and I still so fresh… naw mean
Hommie I’m so fresh and I’m so clean so clean my wrist so bling with a so lean
Wearing hundred dollar jeans and a grill on mean
With a bundle in my jeans and it’s real hommie
Naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean naw mean

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