Lyrics:

Three 6 Mafia - Doe Boy Fresh ft. Chamillionaire

DJ Paul

Yeah
Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Mafia
Academy award winnas
Wat
Wat
Wat
Chamillionaire
We stronger than ever
For real
The last 2 walk
Its goin' (howlin)
(Shut the fuck up) Its goin' down!

I stay doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now what it is boy?
Doe boy, doe- da-doe boy fresh!

DJ Paul

Anothar day, anothar dollar, anothar night to make a hoe holla
I pop a cherry, then I pop my colla
Pop brand new tags off the brand new clothes
Brush my hair back, and kick the ho out the door
Flip a coin to see which ride I'm pulling out the garage
Wireless transmiters and a bump to my ipod
Pull a pack out, and fill my body up wit sin
10 O'clock at night, but my day just begin
07 Mercialago wit the wings out
I usually never drive it, but I heard the hoes out
Fresher than a mint leaf, smelling like a coke-a-leaf
Center of attention, hoe smilin' 'cause they posted

I stay doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?


Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! (fresh fre fresh) Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe-da-doe boy fresh!

Chamillionaire

Yeah
Chamillitary
Hey Streets know how I get my grands, trynna snatch it better switch your plans
Pull a stack out my dickies pants, and slap a hata wit ma bidnez hand
Keep a spare for that clip that jams, money like mike, and a 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' aquafina clear
If you don't like it come dispute it, do your best 2 disappear
Yeah You know what it is, don't call me Chamillionaire
Now the world got to address me as the hustla of the year
I'm the man to respect, I'm demandin' respect
Or I'm commandin' that canon through the damage to chest
Ain't no hustla or another on this planet as fresh
So when I lift up my royal hand my pinky ring should get peckd

Juicy J

My cars inside peanut butter, outside JELLY!
Flicka 26's drinkin', draking wit my CELLY!
We taking real orders, talking coke on that TELLY!
We choppin up the dope like a butcher in the DELI!
You know that purple kush will leave you clothes all SMELLY!
But if you slangin pounds then your pockets shuld be SWELLY!
I'm ballin till I'm fallin' just like the movie BELLY!
I'm always stayin strapped for you niggas that be PETTY!
I tote a 9, 9, 9, on the grind, grind, grind
I shine, shine, shine, jewlery blind, blind, blind
The time, time, time, yes its prime, prime, prime
I'm takin' ova tracks 'cause its mine, mine, mine
Nigga!

I stay fresh, fresh, fresh, fr, fr, fr, fresh