Testi:
Fred Fresh

Fred Astaire I'm gonna hold her in my arms Just like Fred Astaire I'm gonna hold her in this charm Like Fred Astaire, like Fred Astaire Like Fred Astaire

like a quire The syle rotates like tires on the count of three Blue suade, Wu-Tang Wallabees I'm so fresh to death, you best grab your tech It's like Fred

president so that makes her my first lady and I keep Her fresh her shoe game is crazy would knock a broad out for the dog that's my baby fresh Manicure

burgandy I call it lemon red Yellow diamonds in my ear Call em lemonheads Lemonhead end up dead Ice like guinepeg Gemstones flinstones You could say i'm friends with fred

give em one of them fresh ones A fresh one Jeffrey No music, no music Woo, that was decent, that was decent That's my DJ, that's my DJ Jazzy Jeff, I'm the Fresh

girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!" Fred got mad and his head started steamin But I thought what the hell, I'm only dreamin I said, "Please leave Fred

and my pro-kicks My style was so deaf, "thuggin' won't even make it fresh" he said So now I need my tracks that ?bite-neck? Fred It's that ya mess with

i've been trying to get people to call me freddy knuckles. people keep calling me right said fred. it's hard to keep trying when half your friends are

It's a hot summer day in the year of 84' Fresh out of summer school headed for the store Watchin the O.G.'s standing out gettin rich Slangin the fat