Fresh I Stay Pt. 2 lyrics - Flo Rida (feat. Lil Wayne)

Silver dollar fresh I stay

I'll be fresh all day, yeah yeah

Silver dollar fresh I stay

I'll be fresh always, yeah yeah

[Flo Rida]

Money in my pocket

He be talking I be quiet

There they go again smelling like I wanna buy it

Shawty think I'm fresh I make 'em wet like fire hydrant

I be on that fly shit go from passenger to pilot

Point it out like gimme that

Point it out like gimme that

Point it out like gimme that, gimme that, gimme that

Why do I be stuntin' to be honest I don't know

Hundred after hundred I don't know

I love it l-l-l-l love it I got a problem

It's nothin' nothing nothing nothing I'm popping collars

Last week I flossed on 'em, bitch I made a movie

How you doing? Where you been? Hello to my groupies!

Swagga to the moon man, Gwap in my two hands

You can eat the fruit loops wrist full of toucans

All types of colors, we family like brothers

My cash in my clean can't have one without the other

I stay

[Lil Wayne]

Man I got bitches in my home

And bitches on my phone

I'm like can you call me back because SportsCenter is on

I don't mean to come off wrong

But man my money long

I say man my money long

Call me Stretch Armstrong

Big ass chain on my junk yard dog shit

Viagra swagga, fuck all y'all shit

Ha-ha, mike stop the beat

Hear the money talk and it talking about me

White-boy fresh...skinny-ass pants

But I ball hard like scouts in the stands

I just sit around my house blowing ounce like a fan

I flip one of these niggas like Jackie Chan

I ain't worry 'bout 'em

I just ball out, man I'm too cold lemme thaw out

I'm so Young Money... I got dumb money

Beau-coup bread but a bitch can't get a crumb from me

[Flo Rida]

Money in my pocket he ain't coming back to life

I gave her CPR blow thirty shooting dice

I'm married to the cash like somebody throwing rice

And I'm married to the cash I just had to say it twice

Tell me I ain't stunting nah

Tell me I ain't stunting nah

Tell me I ain't stunting nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Put on for my city and I do it like I'm supposed to

Ballin' like when Britney cut her hair I cut the checks fool

I do that d-d-d-do that I'm about my business

Like who that who-who-who that pushing the Bentley

Everybody staring that's Mister Mclaren

Loco con dinero like-like I was speaking Spanish

Shine like a Disco

Dimes think it's Crystal

Said she gotta twin then you know I'm calling Brisco

I ain't drink that Dom-P

I ain't drink that Dom-P

Them shawties spill my bottle on my Parlay Adore jeans