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Polo Fresh Js
   ------8Ball

(Intro)
DJ Scream, Hood Rich MMG
DJ Frank White
8Ball
Premro 2 nigga
Hood Rich

(Verse)
Heaven-sent, heavy gas, you could smell the scent
100% real nigga like you pulled the ghet
I give you my all every time like this might be my last
These niggas that act like they don’t see me should be kissin my ass
Verification of my status, letters and love I receive
Inspiration for my music come from all I see
You know this world that we live full of bitches and ballers
Well I’m considered a fuckin classic like a drop Impala
Smiling faces, haters wanna be tradin places
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Transcripts on how I pimp bitches in outer spaces
Surface and give purpose to the worthless
What used to have to be earned can easily be purchased

(Interlude)
I’m turnt up solo in my spaceship
Polo and fresh J’s, Polo and fresh J’s
I’m turnt up solo in my spaceship
Polo and fresh J’s, Polo and fresh J’s

(Verse)
Let me get it one time and this real nigga shit I’mma let it be known
Roll up numb but the best shit, most of the time when you see me I’m blown
I come from Orange Mountain man, 10 Bluff City
My flow is so unique, it can’t nobody fuck with it
Virgin pussy, aka my shit is tight
Sonic forecast, aka my future bright
Please don’t show your ass, my shooters will shoot you right
Niggas mad cuz they bitch suck dick like hookah pipes
Them bitches mad cuz I never let em spend the night
Send em home, bout to crash off that purple Sprite
My bitch mad I ain’t pick up, now she wanna fight
Polo and fresh J’s, on the gas, out of sight

(Hook)
Polo and
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight

(Verse)
Yea, they told me haters, they just hate for nothing
Keep that .45 am bitch, they think I’m bluffin
Yea, they told me haters, they just hate for nothing
Keep that .45 am bitch, they think I’m bluffin
I got that yolk right here on the seat
Pull in poppin major stopping, nigga heartbeat
Ileg connections, I be places you don’t look for stars
Marijuana that come in jars, shoot me straight to Mars
Planet hoppin, gangsta rappin
Never look but seen the always fine action
Fatal attraction, can happen while the weed burn
Some nigga old lady talkin bout it’s my turn
She on that synthetic, that ain’t really my concern
She say that instant shit doesn’t make her nose burn
Roll up another, bout to take a flight
Polo and fresh J’s, on the gas, out of sight

(Hook)
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and fresh J’s
Polo and
Polo and fresh J’s
On the gas, out of sight