like I'm popping trunk The leader of the pack, the star of the show When Bun is in the building, you already know I'm Fresh, brand new Every time, that I
, the star of the show When Bun is in the building, you already know [Hook: Mannie Fresh] I'm fresh (I'm fresh), brand new (brand new) Everytime, that I
the star of the show When Bun is in the building, you already know [Hook: Mannie Fresh] I'm fresh (I'm fresh), brand new (brand new) Everytime, that I
I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I'm so high, I'm overblown Think I'm overdosing on My ego, I'm so lethal There's no equal, I'm so evil,
trail blazer No playin where I'm from, we'll fucking trail blaze you Don't love no bitch And that's on everything I own But I swear nigga love every
timer on the loose Got my bitch riding five And every time I pull up, you know I'm iced up When I step up in the club, I light the bitch up Back on my
like Bun B, I gotta keep it trill I told Johnny, Bow Wow want that ice in his grill Ghea, you know like Bun B, I gotta keep it trill I told Johnny,
, maybe when I'm ready to roll I'll hit you wit' the totem pole, but right now I'm Good to go, good to go Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks all day,
paper, so I count my paper twice I been on wit' out my paper, so I sleep wit' it at night Now I wake up wit' to my paper so I start my day off right
't rip me When I spit for the set, everyone free I'ma underground king, nigga Pimp C free Word up to my man Bun B, what? It's nothin', I'm from New York
I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what your sayin' But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then
's gone I thought I knew what I had but I was wrong And that's why I gots to write this song Now, come on, now, come on Say man, I thought it would?ve
fuck wit that Bun B be King of the unda-unda-undaground You can't fuck wit that Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun,Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun,Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun
I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight I'm getting brain from a
I Know You Heard Of Me I Got Dat Work Man I Got Dat White And I Got Dat Purp And I Got Dat Brown And I Got Dat Green When I'm In Yo Town And I Hit Yo
trunk [Bun B:] It's that underground King, I'm keepin' it trill I got the diamonds sittin' Up on the wood-framed wheel So the grant I'm grippin' The
fuckin ya boy world up I'm thowed in the streets I'm thow-thowed in the game I rock-rock bizintine Stay blow-blowed in the brain I'm grippin-grippin on
