Kreayshawn - Hella Fresh lyrics

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Kreayshawn - Hella Fresh lyrics

[Verse 1: Eligh] Raindrop pellets on the window sill Ain't no tellin what the pen goon' spill Grouch and Eligh, we the men that flow ill So real, you'll never see a diamond in the grill But I can think of a way to make you love me with the sk**s Appeal to girls and boys around the world with zeal Seal cracked open back up and get dealed Kneel, the captain of the ship is on the steal King of the back beat, on the backseat with a freak Unique when I speak antique Bringing that heat to the meat What a feat when you got no way to hit the street What does that mean? Metaphors get lost in sauce when I'm cooking up my stew What does it matter fella? When its raining, this is what I do.. [Chorus: Eligh and Kreayshawn] Hella hella hella hella hella fresh [repeat] [Verse 2: The Grouch] Freshwater, saltwater, firewater, wet Sweat drippin' no slippin' open you bet That boy goes like an Oakland vet Baby what you smoking? No cigarettes This my breath, when I breathe on it nef The blind gon' see, indeed most def Wild wild, these G's my child Birds, bees, the breeze is mild Oh yes, fresh to d**h We say hella fella really tell it in depth Deep pockets like a pelican beak My girl got a mouth Plus her gelatin' speaks too Ooh EQ the track See who'll reach you These fools or that? Boom bap or the slap They stuck on Grouch raps from preschool to frat [Verse 3: Kreayshawn] Long nights, green lights Yellow lights, flashing lights Red lights, I'm ready to light this up In the town the night gets dark sometimes The only light from the blunt that I spark In my headlights swingin' the reflection of my life When my head starts spinnin' Cause I'm sick from the pills that I dipped in Bring the sweet drama Millions of miles away from the bay I still put it on my mama That I'm hella hella hella hella hella fresh And I'll slap your hand down if you tryna question this Have a good time reading what you don't know If you have the slightest clue then you can decode All my friends are pregnant with the cell phone charms Oh amore and you workin' on my weed farm Shout out Mendocino, they won't make it legal So I smoke loud blowin' out with my people k**in' every task and sliding in a Regal And I do 60 donuts and I'm fly like an eagle aah! [Chorus]

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