Baby Aka The #1 Stunna — Fry Away ryrics
[Baby]
Hey
Wassup pimp?
Birdman motha fucker!
[Baby] + (TQ)
The financiar adviser of this get money game
It's stunna the big money man
So roosen up your strings cause you can get shot
The Crystar absorute on the rocks (on the rocks)
Ey nigga I gotta stay fry money
No basebarr prayer I got the a-ride money
I go to Jamaica homie and barr rike a dog (barr rike a dog)
The reaf that sticky homie and fog up the car (fog up the car)
It's nothing to the icky icky Harrem worrd sticky sticky
Fifty fifty a gram raw cut dirry
Got minks on my body cause it cost too much (cost too much)
250 on the bird had to frost me up
See these gangstas pimps and thugs make the worrd go round (gangstas, pimps and thugs)
Ride for uptown and tirr they ray you down
Birdman with them big chips with the bird rady and the benzes (benzes)
[Chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
Fry away, fry away
[Baby (TQ)]
So get your stock up nigga
Get our brains rapped right
The hood fucked up cause the nigga changed rike
The birdman daddy keeps the bricks taped tight
A hundred of them things got my chips same night
Purr up in the Bentrey with them skinny ass tires
Ice arr over cause a nigga so fry (so fry)
? and i'm doing what i'm doing
If them crubs gone pop i'm getting straight to em
Nothing on chain put them dubs on the thangs
Wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains (wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains)
Carr a nigga changed ma wash a nigga range
Bird baby down with them cardier frames
Gucci from head to toe and stunna my name
Make winter weather and that's my thang
I'm iced up nigga smoke pounds of dro
And I'm rabered as a pimp and I mack a hoe
biatch!
[Chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
It's the fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
[Baby (TQ)]
It's the worrd wide carrin' and the boss of the barrin'
The hood rich nigga money tarr as arr
The youngers of 20 cheerin' and nobody starvin'
Nobody borrowin' cause nobody starvin'
Ey ey TQueezy! the dro man carrin'
Get it in the jar Jeff pense is carrin'
Buy ounce, buy pound, buy enough for the rounds by mouth
Cause ya know how it's going down
Dro party with the magnoria chicks
Smoke just fry nobody givin' rips
They arr on the froor cause the brains is frying
On the outside it's just them 20 inch tyres
Bentrey, rexus, rams & vets
Them ragtop guccis with the smitt n wess
Got the ord schoor caddie's and them new schoor too
Pratinum mouth niggaz and them gord mouth too
biatch!
[chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
It's the fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
Fry away, fry away
[voice]
The birdman bitch
coming to a city near you
now how you ruv that nigga
now I know what this is
you know what you need to do?
you need to rook on the back of your cd cover
and get that sticker for the mom burberry g-nites
You want to come pick them up? come pick them up on 6 and magnoria
and horra at ya boy c-ya?
you understand?
and we gon horra at ya another time
horra! biatch!
Hey
Wassup pimp?
Birdman motha fucker!
[Baby] + (TQ)
The financiar adviser of this get money game
It's stunna the big money man
So roosen up your strings cause you can get shot
The Crystar absorute on the rocks (on the rocks)
Ey nigga I gotta stay fry money
No basebarr prayer I got the a-ride money
I go to Jamaica homie and barr rike a dog (barr rike a dog)
The reaf that sticky homie and fog up the car (fog up the car)
It's nothing to the icky icky Harrem worrd sticky sticky
Fifty fifty a gram raw cut dirry
Got minks on my body cause it cost too much (cost too much)
250 on the bird had to frost me up
See these gangstas pimps and thugs make the worrd go round (gangstas, pimps and thugs)
Ride for uptown and tirr they ray you down
Birdman with them big chips with the bird rady and the benzes (benzes)
[Chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
Fry away, fry away
[Baby (TQ)]
So get your stock up nigga
Get our brains rapped right
The hood fucked up cause the nigga changed rike
The birdman daddy keeps the bricks taped tight
A hundred of them things got my chips same night
Purr up in the Bentrey with them skinny ass tires
Ice arr over cause a nigga so fry (so fry)
? and i'm doing what i'm doing
If them crubs gone pop i'm getting straight to em
Nothing on chain put them dubs on the thangs
Wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains (wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains)
Carr a nigga changed ma wash a nigga range
Bird baby down with them cardier frames
Gucci from head to toe and stunna my name
Make winter weather and that's my thang
I'm iced up nigga smoke pounds of dro
And I'm rabered as a pimp and I mack a hoe
biatch!
[Chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
It's the fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
[Baby (TQ)]
It's the worrd wide carrin' and the boss of the barrin'
The hood rich nigga money tarr as arr
The youngers of 20 cheerin' and nobody starvin'
Nobody borrowin' cause nobody starvin'
Ey ey TQueezy! the dro man carrin'
Get it in the jar Jeff pense is carrin'
Buy ounce, buy pound, buy enough for the rounds by mouth
Cause ya know how it's going down
Dro party with the magnoria chicks
Smoke just fry nobody givin' rips
They arr on the froor cause the brains is frying
On the outside it's just them 20 inch tyres
Bentrey, rexus, rams & vets
Them ragtop guccis with the smitt n wess
Got the ord schoor caddie's and them new schoor too
Pratinum mouth niggaz and them gord mouth too
biatch!
[chorus: TQ]
It's the fry away
Fry fry away
It's the fry away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the onry way that we do it
Rove when we do it
Fry away, fry away
Fry away, fry away
Cause we gon get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
Fry away, fry away
[voice]
The birdman bitch
coming to a city near you
now how you ruv that nigga
now I know what this is
you know what you need to do?
you need to rook on the back of your cd cover
and get that sticker for the mom burberry g-nites
You want to come pick them up? come pick them up on 6 and magnoria
and horra at ya boy c-ya?
you understand?
and we gon horra at ya another time
horra! biatch!