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Photo Shoot Fresh

Termanology

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[Verse 1: Termanology] I'm fresh in the photos, Polos in the logo If the show's for a promo then it's a no go Fresh like a motherfucker clean in the Avatar And my weed look like a salad bar Red soles on the suede Pat Ewings Give me a bird I'll show you why it go two wings Twenty-two pair of Js, I stay in Versace shades Fendi suitcase, my closet look like a Dr. Js Funny how I got ice on this hot bezel Your shit cool but it ain't Ralph level Little Nautica boats all on the comforter My new coat and my coke both from Colombia I'm trying to get paid cause I got a true talent And lift my bank account to a new balance Let's have a converse conversation I'ma continue to clown, call it determination Your imagination tells you you may be able to see me But I'm Jordan and you D-League And these ain't out for three weeks The neck breaker, the check maker, I'm so fresh These porn stars and models hitting the text [Hook: Dutch ReBelle] Photo shoot fresh Photo shoot fresh I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself (x4) [Verse 2: Wais] Fresh in my Guiseppes three quarter [?] Niggas hatin' on my whips like I'm the boss of the plantation Gold famin', gold chainin' Suede Kangol Dana Danin' I'm M-1 aiming, fuck slaving over concrete paving You lames is hoe saving while I'm point shaving Gambling, hot money in the Caymens Chick'll bring a nigga a bitch say when A-men, eh man do the knowledge of that Three quarter million house I ain't need college for that Push the pedal on the Porsche, pop a bottle for that Champagne on my dick, bitches swallowing that Fresher than Dapper Dan, how the fuck is that possible I'm fly but on land how the fuck is that logical Being broke is a joke but ain't shit comical My [?] down to my hair folicle [Hook] [Verse 3: Dutch ReBelle] Tell the paparazzi pucker up and kiss my poochie Always pick the Prada over Gucci Photo bombing bitches like a general, salute me Fresher than a summer rain, hot like a jacuzzi Kept them wild kingdoms on the kicks Yeah them supers had them suped up Bucket hat low, don't get karma looped up Cooped up with a Jordan conoseur type You the bottom of the jean dragging on the floor type Now tell me, how you Tommy Hilfiger that All these high tops on cop bitches still sick of that They ain't Gloria Vanderbuilt like me Used to rock B.C.B. jeans, heels with a tall white tee Fuck a trendsetter, there's really no comparing us Came through crisp fresher than asparagus Painted like a sketcher but need checks cause she knew better Dutch been fresher than a fitted, I'm a New Era [Hook]
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