Peewee Longway - Freshman lyrics

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Peewee Longway - Freshman lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] I remember when I was a freshman You would think a stylist dressed me No you can't tell me none bout how to dress b**h I'm the freshest n***a ever to get fresh b**h Bricks on ice cause I need some refreshments My n***a don't pour nothing less than four We get money I didn't mean to stress it Done come round me less you know how the dress b**h [Verse 1] My b**h is so fly man she so jazzy Every time you see her she be smashin' She cla**ier than a b**h but she get nasty If I wasn't gettin' money I know she'd trash me, damn I give it to her she don't gotta ask me I'm sippin' lean my voice is kinda raspy, uh-uh Attractive and I met her at the cla**ic Was pa**in' kush but then I let her pa** me You married hoe don't mind me askin' I told her I hate haters with a pa**ion Hang wit me, I could put you up on fashion You finally here but you dressed so fashion You coordinated you need to mix match it I got that [?] pack I do gymnastics She told me f** that sh** cause And I can s** that dick, Gucci you know you like that [Hook: Gucci] I remember when I was a freshman You would think a stylist dressed me No you can't tell me none bout how to dress b**h I'm the freshest n***a ever to get fresh b**h Bricks on ice cause I need some refreshments My n***a don't pour nothing less than four We get money I didn't mean to stress it Done come round me less you know how the dress b**h [Verse 2: PeeWee Longway] Fly kid, b**hes love to see me in fly kicks Rockin' Tom Ford, hoes stand in line for my concord The teacher love to see me comin' right on the chalk board Draped up from head to toe, designer and diamonds Hoes got a crush on a player, ear to ear smilin' Dope boy freshman in a CC letterman Ferragamo buckle, Versace Medusa sesame Louis Vuitton Duffle, 100k nothin' but Benji's in it I'mma f**in' freshman in the same car the principle in OG bags bunkin' I'mma go and throw the forgis on it Bunkin' out the locker all the hoes say they goin' for me Number 9, say they love that aroma on me [Hook: Gucci] I remember when I was a freshman You would think a stylist dressed me No you can't tell me none bout how to dress b**h I'm the freshest n***a ever to get fresh b**h Bricks on ice cause I need some refreshments My n***a don't pour nothing less than four We get money I didn't mean to stress it Done come round me less you know how the dress b**h

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