You Ain't Fresh by Boogie Boys
You Ain't Fresh by Boogie Boys

You Ain’t Fresh

Boogie Boys * Track #7 On City Life

You Ain’t Fresh Lyrics

[Intro]
A fly girl...

Man, I don't even know why you front all the time
You ain't fresh

[Verse 1]
People on your nose [?] you [?]
You need to see the barber, that you can bet
Now when you get a girl, you boast and you brag
And every girl you have, she needs a paper bag
You big bonehead, you silly rabbit
You need some advice, please kick the habit
You need to stop thinking you run the show
I'ma tell you to your face so that you know

[Chorus]
You ain't fresh, uh-uh, naw baby
You ain't fresh, so go 'head with yourself
You ain't fresh. Who? Who? You!
You ain't fre-fre-fresh

[Verse 2]
Girl you look fly but you ain't that fly
That you can't say hi when the guys say hi
I don't mean to squeal but I'm gonna tell you
That hair you wear ain't really real
You wear plated gold, your arms are musty
Your breath is bad, your pants are dusty
And you got a big bunion on your big toe
I'ma tell you to your face so that you know

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You're thinkin', sayin', you better go hang
You smell just like two rotten eggs
I know times are hard, but it ain't that hard
Go buy yourself some Right Guard
I saw many things I couldn't ignore
Never saw a face like yours before
It's like a bulldog in a ugly show
I'ma tell you to your face so that you know

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
Man, your clothes look crazy, I wonder where you got 'em
Polyester pants with the big bellbottoms
A big-brim hat that makes me wanna holler
A monkey-plaid jacket with a twenty-foot collar
Whoa no, don't step on my toe
With the platform shoes from the flashback store
You make good money so I don't understand
Why you dress like you shop out a garbage can
Now when you hit the block the people know you're comin'
They hide what they eatin' before you start runnin'
Say hello to your mother, your father and your daughter
Your very next words are "Can I have a quarter?"
Jumped out the cab like a stunt man dummy
And little did you know he was still doing twenty
You broke your neck; you thought that it was funny
'Cause you made it uptown, didn't spend no money

[Outro]
[?] off de brim hat, man
Man, I'll bust your face
Cold fly that knot, homeboy

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