[Intro: DJ Drama & Mike Jones]
Barack Odrama
I’m so fresh, I choose my vehicle for the day, Dependin’ on which Gangsta Grillz mixtape I’ve got in the CD Changer
Drama! Gangsta Grillz the Affiliates, n***a
Ay, Drama, Ion know what they heard about me, homeboy
But you know I step out, pimpin’

[Chorus: Mike Jones]
I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh)
From my head to my toe I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh (I’m Fresh), I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
Every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
Candy put on an 84, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m Fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
The World so cold, n***a left shafp [?], as I count cheese
I’m Like look at this rap, n***as got jokes
Bitch, I got money, and I got dope, damn right I got funny
Black Murcilag racin’ like the Grand Pree
Got a racist cop chasin’ me in a Grand Pree
They Wanna jam me, ya understand me?
Movin’ yams, I’m the Mayor of Miami
I’m a fat mack, not Soulja Slim, may he rest in peace
I gotta throw it up for him, black mack 11, got it outta 2 11
She wanna do a man, you know I gave that hoe a seven
You don’t want drama, unless you mean Drama
Betta bring Dollas, and I mean commas, oh you got problems? We don’t use condoms, yeah, you fucked up, Gunplay shot ‘em
[Chorus: Mike Jones]
I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh)
From my head to my toe I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh (I’m Fresh), I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
Every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
Candy put on an 84, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m Fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh

[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
They wanna know how a n***a so hood
Could look so damn Good
I wear a new pair of J’s, damn near every other day
I Got a couple pair of dem thousand dolla jeans
But mostly I’m in a Dickie and a tee
And every pocket full’a nothin’ but them B’s
And the diamonds in the watch, rings and chains, bling
My Chevy bleeds a mean candy green
And the insides the color of some good Crimpin’ weed
The Gucci shades was Made to hide the eye
In the hard top 7 tre, or the drop top 7’5
I look good when I donk ride
Don’t them dub deuces got my shit sittin’ just right
I should get sky miles the way I fly by ‘em
Boy, sit down, park that shit now, don’t start no shit now
My shit faster, n***a, I’m ready for n***a now
[Chorus: Mike Jones]
I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh), I'm fresh (I'm fresh)
From my head to my toe I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh (I’m Fresh), I’m fresh (I’m fresh)
I’m fresh every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
Every time I step outside, 745, 22’s on my ride, I’m fresh
In the hood they call me a star, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
Candy put on an 84, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m Fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh
I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh
From my head to my toe, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh