Doe Boy Fresh Lyrics - Last 2 Walk - Three 6 Mafia

Yeah 

Hypnotize minds, Three 6 Mafia, Academy award winners 

What, what, what 

Chamillionaire 

We stronger than ever, for real, the last to walk 

It's goin', it's goin' down! 

I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Another day, another dollar, another night to make a ho holler 

I pop her cherry, then I pop my collar 

Pop brand new tags off the brand new clothes 

Brush my hair back, and kick the ho out the door 

Flip a quarter to see which ride I'm pullin' out the garage 

Wireless transmitters send bump to my barb 

Pull a pack out, and fill my body up wit' sin 

Ten o'clock in the night, but my day just begin 

'07 Murcielago wit' the wings out 

I usually never drive it, but I heard the ho's out 

Fresher than the mint leaf, smellin' like a cocoa leaf 

Center of attention, ho smilin' 'cause they wanna be 

I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Hey, streets know how I get my grands 

Tryin' to snatch it, better switch ya plans 

Pull a stack out my dickie pants, and slap a hater wit' my business hand 

Keep a spare for that clip that jams 

Money like Mike, and I pimp like Ken! 

Put some chromes under that big Sedan 

And I'm pimpin' better than Xzibit can! 

And your impressed behind my ear, lookin' Aqua Fina clear 

If you don't like it, come disputed 

Do ya best to disappear 

Yeah, you know what it is 

Don't call me Chamillionaire 

Now the world gotta address me as the hustler of the year! 

I'm the man to respect I'm demandin' respect 

Or I'm commandin' that cannon do some damage to chest 

Ain't no hustler or another on this planet as fresh 

So when I lift up my royal hand, my pinky ring shakin' pecs 

I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

My car's inside peanut butter, outside jelly 

Flicka 26 is drankin', drankin' wit' my celly 

We takin' real orders, talkin' codes on that telly 

We choppin' up the dope like a butcher in the deli 

You know that purple kush will leave your clothes all smelly 

But if you slangin' pounds, then your pockets should be swelly 

I'm ballin' till I'm fallin' just like that movie Belly 

I'm always stayin' strapped for you niggas that be petty 

To the nine, nine, nine on the grind, grind, grind 

I shine, shine, shine, jewelry blind, blind, blind 

The time, time, time, yes it's prime, prime, prime 

I'm takin' over traps 'cause it's mine, mine, mine nigga! 

I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh! 

Yeah! Now what it is, boy? 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh! 

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh!