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£r mmf - fresh out lyrics

[hook: c biz]
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail

[intro: c biz]
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
giuseppe steppin’ in the court (jay youngs’ got that beat rockin’)
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
giuseppe steppin’ in the court got me dabbin’ (six figure music baby)

[bridge: c biz]
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
giuseppe steppin’ in the court, got me dabbin’ out of jail
feds talkin’ bout murder, i was chillin’ with my girl
we was laughin’, eatin’ pizza, even talkin’ on my cell

[verse 1: c biz]
i don’t wanna be in cuffs, i don’t wanna be in chains
i’m used to rockin’ gold pieces, used to rockin’ balmains
i’m used to rockin’ giuseppes, used to poppin’ champagne
drop tops in the summer, hardtop in the rain
i don’t know who’s brains, i don’t know what you’re sayin’
£r my sh-t, hashtag that’s pain
i don’t know ‘bout drugs, i don’t know ‘bout guns
£r for life, all i know ‘bout is funds
in the kitchen smoking indo, whip a kilo, whip a benzo
money marchin’ on the magic, put a nino on a kilo
poppin’ talkin’ on the phone, he be speakin’ with the lingo
i can move it on the d-low, if you hit me on the reload
cocaina residue, merged in gunpowder
re-up, re-ups, dab talk, trump towers
birds flyin’, no feelings, big six remixin’
marcus wareing in the kitchen, master chef we whippin’
freed out from jail, fresh home no bail
lord please have mercy, this sh-t parcel
money marchin’ on the digits, money marchin’ on the digits
b-tch n-ggas keep b-tchin’, £r we’re winnin’
£r, £r, c biz, big business
they t.r.u., no true religion
what’s wrong with these n-ggas?, what is wrong with these n-ggas?
sneak dissin’ on the low, but no one’s listenin’
i know his problem, he’s just a midget
he’s just p-ssed off, ’cause no one digs him
i know your ho, and that b-tch be trippin’
c biz big papa, £r big pimpin’

[verse 2: c biz]
i’m red up, came out the pen and i dread up
ferrari, pushed the b-tton then i sped off
your wife, in the morning when i get up
i’m fly, c biz i’m a jet
i do not play with the snow, i don’t sniff up like an animal
you can holla for the bouj, but i do not mix with the melatonin
in the kitchen i’m incredible, i f-ck b-tches on their bedroom floor
in the bedroom i’m the beast, beauty and the beast, my d-ck is so edible
biz i’m so sick i need medical, fix a n-gga or mechanical
n-gga talkin’ this and that, but he did not know what the metals for
they came and nicked me for a homicide
they wanna charge me like my battery died
i told them that i don’t know sh-t, [?] my girl resides
i don’t wanna go to jail, i just wanna get a girl
beat the p-ssy ‘till it swells, fill the p-ssy ‘till it smells
kickin’ back and smoke an l, n-gga’s ringing like a bell
hit a n-gga with a sh-ll, send a n-gga straight to h-ll
c biz he’s ill, shoot my n-gga if he tells

[hook: c biz]
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells
giuseppe steppin’ in the court got me dabbin’ out of jail

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