Fresh Off The Runway

I see you boy
Lift it up
I hear you boy
And I let it be
I see you boy
Love it love it love giggle.

1. I love when you come and get it, I know that you're fuckin with it
You see me, you're like you're high
Hear what you thinking huh
Love it then play it back, plus where the forty at
I'm fuckin you keep it real on top my 50 meal
Get in the crate killa
On it but don't kill er
My jewelers are devils round em smoke raw, kid killa.

Some mo good fun, I'm rolling like rock stars
I'll pick you motherfuckers in my watch when my bandz out.

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Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so Fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
We so Fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway.

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off hold up.

2. Innocent, had the clothes, my bitches don't know
Fuck me the mack designer, go to the fuckin floor
I be out in there, they like I'm in on the hundred stores
Roll up to roll the liners, and my bitches so Bugatti
Bodies to do, potties to do what the fuck you want
I bet you knew this gon be like bitch it's my fuckin song
How could you be so hood? Bitch what's your fuckin problem?
How could you be do fun? It sound like you sellin rocks
What's the chain? Dollars
What's on my chain? Dollars
Up the bank dollars got change for small dollars
Ethic and plain dollars, don't listen to back liners
Standing in the bank, now you throwin up the J's on.

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3. I bet you wanna know what my crew about
You really wanna know how we get down
Walk up in this bitch like we own this ho
On this ho, like we own this ho.

I bet you wanna know what I'm all about
You really wanna know how I get down
Walk up in this bitch like I own the ho.
On the ho.

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