Letra da Música Dat's My Nigga!!

CHORUS [Maestro Fresh Wes]

It's the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper

They call me Fresh Wes (ah yeah dat's my nigga!)

It's the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper

They call me Fresh Wes (ah yeah dat's my nigga!)

[Maestro Fresh Wes]

Well it's the Fresh W-E to the S brother Wes

The style you try to kick is colourless

I got the skills you wish you had

You never had the gift to gab

I'm free base, you're just a seed from a motherfucker nickel bag

I'm casanova, 'cause your wife said I am

I made her hide her wedding band

Say (I can't believe how wet I am)

I gave the balls to Lucille, get broke with true shield

I pack blue steel, making crews yield

I'm rocking 'til early morn

I make the real niggas say (rock on, rock on)

That doesn't mean my head's getting bigger

I stay down to Earth, so when they see me they say

{Yeah dat's my nigga!)

CHORUS

[Maestro Fresh Wes]

I make wack rappers think about retiring

Stop aspiring, you ain't inspiring money, UPS is hiring

I got skills, not run of the mill

I mean a bill, hit a phil at the top of the hill

I get props like Lionel Hampton, city bank of Brampton(?)

I live in the bush, but my boom spots are Franklin

Although I am Canadian, I'll still catch wreck at the Paladium

When I possess the microphone like Damien, I'm hitting all the

cuties

Give Facts of Life to Blair and T, I make Mrs. Garrett shake her

booty

Can't you see my style's original (original)

And I'm making the residuals, being an individual

I slam a man, beat niggas up just liek a can of Spam

Hoes I undress, pressing breasts like a mammogram

For better sex, yo I'm liver than Memorex

Single, but I'm out to change them all to Demorex

That's right I'm metaphorical

But I'm on my own dick so I'm uncategorical

I can't stand imitators

Like my nigga Big L, I'm only rolling with orginators

You like my flow, so I figured

So when I say Fresh Wes you say (dat's my nigga!)

CHORUS X2

[Maestro Fresh Wes]

I'm easy like a spliff, I shoot the gift to Jimmy Cliff

A Jimmy McGriff riff I'm swift when I shift

My rap files scares away all the wack styles

When I die scientists will put my brain in a crack vial

And smoke my brain cells for answers

Looking for the cures for AIDS and even cancer

Scoliosis, chronic halitosis, supercalifragilisticexpialiosis

Like Moses I seperate seas, I navigate these MC's 3-60 degrees

Celsius or Farenheit, the microphone I carry right

Fuck Lois Lane keep on passing me to Karyn White

It's Fresh Wes with the brown complexion

Like Perce, every verse gets the rhyme inspection

I scrutinize to the bone marrow, sharper than an arrow

Mighty like Sparrow, the super hero

Bitches on my jimmy because I'm liver than liver

My butt hits bush, like Anhieser 'cause I'm wiser

It's the blackened nova, stunts be sleeping on my sofa

I'm dope and taking over, killing niggas like a PW bolter(?)

The bad motherfucker named Fresh W-E uhh S is in effect

With crazy rhymes of spontaneity

I ain't a pimp but thses hookers keep on paying me

Nor am I a Blair Underwood figure

But bitches still say (fuck that shit dat's my nigga!)

CHORUS X2

OUTRO [Maestro Fresh Wes]

Yeah big up to my man Storm

My nigga Venom 'casue he know this ain't no demo

My cousin the pope, Darius

DJ LTD, Showbiz, MVP

Exhibit FDR K-Def don't play y'all