Naw Meen (feat. Mannie Fresh)

Say, Fresh we goin' back home On this one right here, ya heard me? See the ladies was buckin' from left to right And the dudes was thuggin' from side to side And it was a bum, bum bum, bum, bum bum snap And a flickey flickey fresh and I added a clap 1, 2, Baby Boy, test the mic And get the party jumpin' For the rest of the night, yeah Homie, I'm so fresh and I'm so clean And my wrist on bling with a fresh so lean Three hundred dolla jeans and my grill on bean With my bundle in my jeans and it's real, homie Naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen? Gentleman I step up in the club lookin' freshin' than them other 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 speak the truth, speak the truth I'll floss on you bitchez doin' 90 on the free Gettin' lost on you bitchez See, if you less than 500, I'ma boss on you bitchez Hustle, hustle real hard, Rick Ross on you bitchez If ya carrots ain't high, I don't wanna see ya jewelry 'Cuz my shit shinny, y'all be all blurry I had to get up on ya, I had to do my thing 'Cuz I's so fresh and I's so clean Homie, I'm so fresh and I'm so clean And my wrist on bling with a fresh so lean Three hundred dolla jeans and my grill on bean With my bundle in my jeans and it's real, homie Naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? I'm back up in the spot, cleaner than a whistle Count my diamonds on my neck, homeboy, not no crystals Nigga, I'm the shit, better pass me the tissue Red Monkey's on my ass, Baby Boy, it's official, it's official I'll rock on you bitchez and my sickas don't stop I'ma watch on you bitchez Big rims, big truck will go knock on you bitchez Goin' down right now, Yung Joc on you bitchez If you ain't countin' stacks, you ain't fly like me If you ain't roll in the deck, you can't ride with me Niggaz spit to spare clean, neva eva trifflin' Holla at my nigga soul 'cuz the nigga on bling Homie, I'm so fresh and I'm so clean And my wrist on bling with a fresh so lean Three hundred dolla jeans and my grill on bean With my bundle in my jeans and it's real, homie Naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? Walkin' everywhere, dustin' off myself Time to flawn on you bitchez, time to show my wealth Got a loft that I bought, got a condo in New York Spendin' boo cool money but I gotta play it smart, play it smart I maintain on you bitchez, in a different kind of whip Switchin' lanes on you bitchez And I know you niggaz hear I do my thang on you bitchez I like my beat down low like the King on you bitchez If ya cars don't cost about 80, 90 thousand 'Cuz my whips cost more than some of y'all houses I got my grill and high bean with a fresh white tee And I'm still so fresh, naw meen? Homie, I'm so fresh and I'm so clean And my wrist on bling with a fresh so lean Three hundred dolla jeans and my grill on bean With my bundle in my jeans and it's real, homie Naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen? You naw meen, you naw meen?