A Playa Name Stones - Harvey Fresh

Everyday I thank God while I'm getting dressed. Everyday out the crib I'm Steve Harvey Fresh. Cashville 615 A P.N.S. Sauce Dripping Wet. I'm Steve Harvey Fresh.


I hit the racks like a shopping spree. I'm copping these, and three more of these. I'm in the wind or is it the wrist that freeze. Easter green like pollen, antihistamine. Hit the scene in this bitch and I'm gone be seen. Jolly Green Giant smoking on that Evergreen. If we ain't the flyest Playaz that you ever seen. Then I ain't dropping no more and that's on everything. Straight to the head like weed vape baby. My whole life is bananas, bape baby. Spitting game state to state baby. I'm from the 615 the whole City raised me. You can't out play a playa so don't try to play me baby. Boy that Maro on them thanks will drive a bitch crazy. Lambo doors on that hoe cause I'm up with it. Game Spit and Real Shit part two fuck with it.

Everyday I thank God while I'm getting dressed. Everyday out the crib I'm Steve Harvey Fresh. Cashville 615 A P.N.S. Sauce Dripping Wet. I'm Steve Harvey Fresh.
Everyday I thank God while I'm getting dressed. Everyday out the crib I'm Steve Harvey Fresh. Cashville 615 A P.N.S. Sauce Dripping Wet. I'm Steve Harvey Fresh.

Rims gleaming, sunbeaming look like dinner plates. Twenty four west bound, I'm on the interstate. Hat cocked button down with the Stacy Adams. Or all white linen all white gator sandals. Counting my blessings, watching honeys in sun dresses. Sexual objective thoughts, but I'm not sexiest. All ass and chess, this is not checkers. Twenty four hours later, we was having breakfast. That bank account hit different when you doing numbers. And you gone leave a legacy for like two hundred summers. Four bottles couvosier two hundred dollars. Did a show out of town gained two thousand follows. I'm a shine like my cufflinks. In the winter, I touch mink. In the summer, it's white tees. Or fine linen for the light breeze. They no longer make Playaz like these......uh.


Everyday I thank God while I'm getting dressed. Everyday out the crib I'm Steve Harvey Fresh. Cashville 615 A P.N.S. Sauce Dripping Wet. I'm Steve Harvey Fresh.
Everyday I thank God while I'm getting dressed. Everyday out the crib I'm Steve Harvey Fresh. Cashville 615 A P.N.S. Sauce Dripping Wet. I'm Steve Harvey Fresh.

Written by:
GARY R. MITCHUM, JOHN WESLEY TURNER

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Lyrics © ONErpm

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