Dizzy Wright - Fashion (Prod Nicholas Pugach) Lyrics
[Intro:]Yeah yeah, I'm fresh as ***** if you ask me,I got the homies with me..[Hook:]Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,Now nigga dat, now nigga dats flashyX3And I'm fresh as ***** if you ask meAll gold and I'm flashy(hook x2)[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]Yo, Jeremy Scotts or these thirteen (which one's?)With the wingsBut I'm fly like Jordan off that first string (can't decide)Call me fresh prince,With this flattop I'm gonna take you backRetros with that face to matchTake a riskMan I lace the kicksCuz' I walk on the crowdCall it cloud surfing,I'm the man out here (I'm the man out here)Shoe game clean and nigga my gearNigga niggaYou a fan out here (you a fan out here)You're a *****ing with a lameBaby stand right here (yeah)Give it up to a new niggaKid ill, he a true spitterShoes ? with a nice round assSee what i do wit'er (yeah yeah)Let her get it, if shes back in twoButton up with a snapping clue (that's right)Young nigga with a chest of tatsGet backFore' i kick you with the Patrick?Can't stop and it won't stopGive you wrap but you won't popIts a long shotDirty nigga you have no styleLow key, keep you in the wrong spotLet the beat dropDre beats for the beep-bopGood weed, I'm on a tree clockI don't see hateMake ways for the young boysGettin' rich its a good dayGood god, I'mSo fly i dont need helpWe making moves, wear your seat beltShit finna get realFor the clubBecause im getting hella loveAnd im just getting my feet wet[Hook:]Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,Now nigga dat, now nigga dats flashyX3And I'm fresh as ***** if you ask meAll gold and im flashy(hook x2)[Verse 2: Honey Cocaine]Im fresh as ***** if you ask me,(all gold and im flashy)Come thru wearing like 6 chains,Channel shit from the 70s,Your shit wack, your shit lame,I'm shiting all on the enemies,Dem double c's, front shit,Rose gold piece, im a french *****Gold so soft you can bend it,But this shit so heavy, im dented,Like god, damn, got white gold,Got goldie gold, got 24 carat thats colby goldWe t-dye kids,They know we cold,Like , ugh, shit,You ain't no star, got no time,You got no bars, you got no rhymesAnd you wearing shit i wore in 09',How you feel when you late as *****,Copy my style, gon' scape it up,I be feeling like a milli when im waking up,My main *****,I ain't finished, ill shape you up (ugh),You worry about looking like a 10,You better worry about keeping it a hunnid,All those clothes dont really mean shit,Cuz' the weak hoes get no lovin',Been fresh then a *****, since 9th grade,Show you how to ball, in 9 waysThe north side *****es be bad as *****,Coolin' in some j's and ?Prolly 80k on my *****ing necklace,While the g are the g,Nigga show me respect.[Hook:]Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,Now nigga dat, now nigga dats flashyX3And I'm fresh as ***** if you ask meAll gold and im flashy(hook x2)[Verse 3 :Kid Ink]Fresh as ***** i need a lifestyle,Condom, my lifestyle,Ain't common, just let me school you like mr.high towerHigher then a concord,Pair high top 11s onNiggas know im a fashion killa,So you better have your weapon drawn,The best dressed and i bet on it,100k round my neck, goldenLess friends with more money,Drivin' round like a crash dummy,Young city boy and i know it,Long as i can see the stance,I got these ***** and famous hoes,Tryna get all in my pants (damn)Fly up then pan & aim,Always in beast mode,But peter said no lamb skin,Fake furs, no fake sneakers,Im ballin in BalmainDress to kill by the grim reaperAlumni snap, ***** TisaYou niggas all dressed in *****-season,I walk thru the sand in these jebron james southbeachers,I dont give a damn i got two pairs,one without creases,Wild'n'out for no reason,Red bottoms on the red carpet,Fashion for what i headstarted, the run way,Nigga dont play[Hook:]Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,Now nigga dat, now nigga dats flashyX3And I'm fresh as ***** if you ask meAll gold and im flashy(hook x2)
