Freshman Of The Year Song Lyrics

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Song:– Freshman Of The Year

Singer:– 42 Dugg

Album:– Free Dem Boyz (Deluxe)

Producer:– Turbo, Yung Talent & Sacaii

Written:– Sacaii, Yung Talent, Turbo & 42 Dugg

Freshman Of The Year Lyrics 42 Dugg

[Intro]
Death before dishonor, nigga
(Run that back, Turbo)
Fuck wrong with niggas Turbo? They know how we doin’
Boys chillin’ (Fuck with us, get hell nigga)
You know I’ll get back on this bitch
(Makers)

[Chorus]
Yeah, magazine drop, I’m back, bitch (No kizzy, yeah)
Freshman of the year, no cap, bitch (At all)
Yeah, play with one of us, get whacked, bitch (Smacked, bitch)
Yeah, still in the hood gettin’ active (Bah, bah), huh?

[Verse]
I heard cuz did, I heard blood did it
Yeah, biggest shit in town, he a lil’ nigga, Dugg, nigga
All on 6 Mile with a big pile (Dog shit, skrrt)
Yeah, ooh, the opp’s sister my bitch now (They all sisters)
Yeah, you can’t find one for a cheaper price, no hat, nigga (For real)
Just bought five of ’em for like three a pint, that’s facts, nigga (For real)
I got Tay with me, keep Dre with me, money (Money)
Plus my credit score like a eight-fifty, dummy (Bitch)
Don’t shit move, bitch, but that bag, huh
Yeah, tell my new bitch, “Pull that ass out,” nigga
Got like three, five in the stash house, that bag, huh?
Bitch, I’m still Mr. Walk-His-Ass-Down, fuck ’em
Oh, you mad ’bout your lil’ mans, huh? Fuck ’em
Caught his young ass with his pants down (Bah, bah, bah), buss ’em
EST and them my friends now, so trust me
Bitch, my next spot, puttin’ grams down, Kentucky
Y’all forgot I had that Richard, bitch (How’d y’all forget that? How?), yeah
Even my old hoes gettin’ richer bitch, yeah
Too much money now, I can’t keep up, ho
In the Maybach with my feet up, ho

[Chorus]
Magazine drop, I’m back, bitch (No kizzy, yeah)
Freshman of the year, no cap, bitch (At all)
Yeah, play with one of us, get whacked, bitch (Smacked, bitch)
Yeah, still in the hood gettin’ active (Bah, bah), huh?