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Fredo – Freddy lyrics
[Verse]
She's gettin' it ready
Wanna send it to Freddy
No lie, we don't spend on a jezzy
Thirty racks that I spent on the Presi'
We be steppin' Fendi, we're spendin' a twenty
The woman, she'll never forget me
My youngen in black, messy
Yeah, I just got the gwap in, heavy
Them drops are holdin' horses
I-I got this coat imported
Nah, it didn't drop in Europe
Lots of tourin' out on the street
Them shoes that's down by my feet
I got them now but they're out in a week
Four foreigns, we're out in a fleet
Niggas rollin', I round up the team, listen
Yeah, my youngens are juggin'
Doing their ting, food in the cling
In two days, man's viewin' the crib
And two weeks rent costs two and a bit
Got a view and it's lit
Half a box, man's doin' that quick
My cunch ends popped off so much
I packed my bags and moved to the strip
Niggas be talkin' trappin', they're lyin'
Look at my bracelet, actually diamonds
'Bout to whip this pack I'm fryin'
Balmain rips like scratched by lion
Niggas don't want me to pop out
Cleanin' the strip with the mop out
We used to chat, she's blocked now
'Cause she gave me hat, pop down
But my wrist is on bust down
Who can I trust now? Rolling with uck town
Goin' to uck town, I don't do shows without uck now
And all of my shows gettin' shutdown
Thirty-six O's gettin' bruck down
Yeah, you had some money, you're bruck now
I spend couple hundred on lunch now
Leave gyal shy when I come 'round
Check out my coat, that's a chinchilla
She wanna hold on my chinchilla
Trill nigga, six figures
Women with us, they got sick figures
Check it, I'm boilin' the rock in
Watchin' the oils, they're droppin'
Whip it up, oils are lockin'
Plus all of my boils are problem
Yeah, gunners are with me, you know it
Yeah, I'm runnin' the city, you know it
Yeah, I'm clubbin', it's with me, I got it
No, it's nothin' to spend all the profit
Told myself I ain't shoppin' this week
Next day, Harvey, top and a jeans
Both of them shits gonna cost me a G

[Outro]
Sayin', show this to your people innit
When I talk, yute listen
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Songwriters: Marvin William Bailey
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