Naw Meen lyrics

by

Baby Boy Da Prince


[Intro:]
Say fresh we goin back home on this one right here ya heard me
See the ladies was buckin from left to right
And the dudes was thuggin from side to side
It was a bum, bum bum, bum, bum bum snap
And a ickeh ickeh fresh and i added a clap
1, 2 baby boy test the mic
And get the party jumpin for the rest of the night

[Chorus:]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 1:]
I step up in the club lookin freshin than them other
Ice so bright make ya eyes stevie wonder
Way down under at the bottom of the boot
I just gotta keep it real I just gotta speak
The truth (speak the truth)
I'll floss on you b*tchez doin 90 on the free
Gettin lost on you b*tchez
If you less than 500 ima boss on you b*tchez
Hustle hustle real hard rick ross on you b*tchez
If ya carrots ain't high I dont wanna see ya jewelry
Cuz my sh*t shinny and ya'll be all blurry
I had to get up on ya I had to do my thing
Cuz I's so fresh and I's so clean

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 2:]
I'm back up in the spot, cleaner than a whistle
Count my diamonds on my neck homeboy not no
Crystals

n*gga im the sh*t better pass me the tissue
Red monkeys on my ass baby boy its official (its official)
I'll rock on you b*tchez and my sickas dont stop
Ima watch on you b*tchez
Big rims big truck gon' go knock on you b*tchez
It's goin down right now yung joc on you b*tchez
If you ain't countin stacks you ain't fly like me
If you ain't roll in the deck you can't ride with
Me
n*ggas spit to spare clean neva eva trifflin
Holla at my n*gga Sol cuz the n*gga on bling

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

[Verse 3:]
Walkin everywhere dustin off myself
Time to flawn on you b*tchez time to show my wealth
Got a loft that I bought got a condo in new york
Spendin buku money but i gotta play it smart (play it smart)
I'm high maintain on you b*tchez in a different
Kind of whip switchin lanes on you b*tchez
And I know you n*ggas hear I do my thang on you
b*tchez
I like my beat down low like the king on you
b*tchez
If ya cars dont cost about 80, 90 thousand
Cuz my whips cost more than some of ya'll houses
I got my grill and high bean with a fresh white
Tee and I'm still so fresh, nawmeen?

[Chorus]
Homie I'm so fresh and I'm so clean
My wrist on bling with a fresh Soly
3 Hundred dolla jeans with a grill on bean
With a bundle in my jeans and its real homie
Naw meen ay ay naw meen [x4]

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