What’s up Fresh, it’s our turn baby       Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit    Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp    Can't pay my rent, ‘cause all my money's spent    But that’s OK, ‘cause I'm still fly       Gotcha car play gems on shine, said its mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride    You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide    And go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside    Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater    Twenty inches pop my feather   The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather    Alligator seats with the head in the inside    Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly    Numba 1 don't tangle and twisle    When it come to these cars I am that fella   The Gucci with the matching interior    3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle    Its Fresh and stunna and we like brothers,    We shine like paint daddy this our summer       Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit    Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp    Can't pay my rent, ‘cause all my money's spent    But that’s OK, ‘cause I'm still fly    Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class    But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride    Got everything in my mamma's name    But I'm hood rich da dada dada da       Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck?    Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt    See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani,    With Your baby momma playa is where u can find me    Pushing through the parking lot on 24's    Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose    With the navigation arrow headed straight to Ihop   Aunt Jemima really loves me 'cause my syrup is so hot   Put the Caddy up, Start the 3 wheel Benz    Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens    Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat    T.V. where the horn go, boy can you top that?    I'ma show you some rookie press that button    The trunk went, and all of a sudden    4 15's didn't see no wires,    And then I heard boom from the amplifiers       [Breakdown]       Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins    Impala Loud pipes, bringin’ the mayhem   It’s the birdy birdy man I’ll do it again    In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's    Looking at my Gucci it’s about that time    6 rad dudes flying in at 9    New Suburban truck with the paint job showin'    Black and white and red and gold   Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know with that hard top beamer    Momma that’s your truck    I'm coming up the hood been lovely    New soap in the tub and I wake up the bubbley   430 Lex with convertible top    The rims keep spinning every time I stop    I got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq    With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back       Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit    Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp    Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent    But that’s OK, cause I'm still fly    Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class    But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride    Got everything in my mama’s name    But I'm hood rich da dada dada da