(feat. Pharrell Williams) [Intro x2: Fam-Lay] Fam-Lay, c'mon A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma Why be frustrated, stressed, and jiving for? A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma [Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Fam-Lay)] Fresh! OWW! and driving! Whoa whoa! (happy as a bitch, nevermind how y'all feel) Give you fresh!! and driving! Whoa whoa! (Blowing sweet Indonesia out my nostrils) [Verse: Fam-Lay] Now my plane just landed, I'm down in Miami Listen up close cause ya gotta understand me I'm seeing womens' faces sweeter than candy Me and Pharrell talking bout a clean sweep at the Grammy's (uh huh) That was cool, but this year much sweeter Then I bumped into the world's baddest bitch named Trina (whoa!) Let me know cuz you ever seen her Fatter ass on a woman, cause I gotta meet her (word?!) Then I saw my home girl Misdemeanor Flying by in a drop top Ferrari Modena Right now I'm in a rented Beemer When I get my Modena I'm a keep mines cleaner I'm Mamosa toasting, playing wit these women's emotions Coast to coasting, paying for these women to bullshish Smoking hocus pocus, toast in holsters Try to play us close, and I'm spraying the toast cause I'm so [Chorus] [Verse: Fam-Lay] I stay fresh while the rest stay frustrated I'm the best I guess that's why the rest hate it Looking at those breasts thinking x-rated Last call in the spot, and I just made it, cool Everythings by according to plan A lil less than a god but I'm more than a man (uh huh) Can you help me? sure that you can Cause I came down here for a lil more than a tan Doing - a buck 50, like six quarters Cause Fam-Lay is fresh as dish water You can't shift them gears in disorder Easy on the tiptronic baby! I just bought her Hop out the S Type, dressed like a criminal Pinkie to the thumb numb, neckalace invisible Y'all niggaz pitiful, leave y'all critical Rims so sick that my car need a physical [Chorus] [Bridge x2: Fam-Lay] Ma, you going my way? what up! what up! Fellas, you getting right today, what up! what up! Trying to get in some today, just cut up Haters get in my way and get gun butt up [Verse: Fam-Lay] Ain't no nigga live as me! Sunshining bright wit a dime in the driver seat I'm what them assholes try to be Yeah! Me and babygirl took a stroll on the beach for some privacy Long as you kiss and don't tell I paid for ya hair, ya feet and yo nails Just cause I'm fresh and don't care Right after that we hitting the hotel, I'm [Chorus: to fade]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Pharrell Williams) [Intro x2: Fam-Lay] Fam-Lay, c'mon A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma Why be frustrated, stressed, and jiving for? A nigga like me, I'm fresh n drivin ma [Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Fam-Lay)] Fresh! OWW! and driving! Whoa whoa! (happy as a bitch, nevermind how y'all feel) Give you fresh!! and driving! Whoa whoa! (Blowing sweet Indonesia out my nostrils) [Verse: Fam-Lay] Now my plane just landed, I'm down in Miami Listen up close cause ya gotta understand me I'm seeing womens' faces sweeter than candy Me and Pharrell talking bout a clean sweep at the Grammy's (uh huh) That was cool, but this year much sweeter Then I bumped into the world's baddest bitch named Trina (whoa!) Let me know cuz you ever seen her Fatter ass on a woman, cause I gotta meet her (word?!) Then I saw my home girl Misdemeanor Flying by in a drop top Ferrari Modena Right now I'm in a rented Beemer When I get my Modena I'm a keep mines cleaner I'm Mamosa toasting, playing wit these women's emotions Coast to coasting, paying for these women to bullshish Smoking hocus pocus, toast in holsters Try to play us close, and I'm spraying the toast cause I'm so [Chorus] [Verse: Fam-Lay] I stay fresh while the rest stay frustrated I'm the best I guess that's why the rest hate it Looking at those breasts thinking x-rated Last call in the spot, and I just made it, cool Everythings by according to plan A lil less than a god but I'm more than a man (uh huh) Can you help me? sure that you can Cause I came down here for a lil more than a tan Doing - a buck 50, like six quarters Cause Fam-Lay is fresh as dish water You can't shift them gears in disorder Easy on the tiptronic baby! I just bought her Hop out the S Type, dressed like a criminal Pinkie to the thumb numb, neckalace invisible Y'all niggaz pitiful, leave y'all critical Rims so sick that my car need a physical [Chorus] [Bridge x2: Fam-Lay] Ma, you going my way? what up! what up! Fellas, you getting right today, what up! what up! Trying to get in some today, just cut up Haters get in my way and get gun butt up [Verse: Fam-Lay] Ain't no nigga live as me! Sunshining bright wit a dime in the driver seat I'm what them assholes try to be Yeah! Me and babygirl took a stroll on the beach for some privacy Long as you kiss and don't tell I paid for ya hair, ya feet and yo nails Just cause I'm fresh and don't care Right after that we hitting the hotel, I'm [Chorus: to fade]
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