Naw Meen Lyrics - Singles - Baby Boy

[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 bitchez doin 90 on the free 

gettin lost on you bitchez 

If you less than 500 ima boss on you bitchez 

Hustle hustle real hard rick ross on you bitchez 

If ya carrots aint high I dont wanna see ya jewelry 

Cuz my shit 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 

Nigga im the shit better pass me the tissue 

Red monkeys on my ass baby boy its official (its official) 

I'll rock on you bitchez and my sickas dont stop 

Ima watch on you bitchez 

Big rims big truck gon' go knock on you bitchez 

It's goin down right now yung joc on you bitchez 

If you aint countin stacks you aint fly like me 

If you aint roll in the deck you cant ride with 

me 

Niggaz spit to spare clean neva eva trifflin 

Holla at my nigga Sol cuz the nigga 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 bitchez 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 bitchez in a different 

kind of whip switchin lanes on you bitchez 

And I know you niggaz hear I do my thang on you 

bitchez 

I like my beat down low like the king on you 

bitchez 

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]