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Artist/Band: Royce Da 5'9"
Lyrics for Song: Jockin' My Fresh
Lyrics for Album: The Bar Exam 2 [2008]



Quit jockin' my fresh



[Chorus:]

Easily I approach

The microphone because I ain't no joke

Tell ya momma to get off of my nuts

She need to quit

"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z

Easily I could smoke

Your hypertone, nigga you ain't no loc

Tell your girlfriend to get off of my dick

And she need to quit

"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z



[Verse 1:]

I'm on fire survival, admire you liar

Who hire, new tires, flew by you

New buyer, Brunier, the new sire

Each line, I think it's lightening

What you think is writin'

Is my ink ignitin'

I stole that from L

But I don't think it's bitin'

Beef is hidin' on side of the stage

Speakin' of fightin'

I write like I pull my pen out the side of a grenade

Imperial, serial killers in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade

A burial crusade

Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.

I'm sick

I'm too paid

I'm rich

I will flower a chicken like a bouchet

I'm sentimental

End up with your dental

Loose cave

Bitch we ain't Friends

I ain't Phoebe Buffay

I'm a motherfuckin' +Superstar+ like Lupe

Get a lot of vagina

Stylin' like I'm a designer

Whoever hotter than me

I probably find them inside of me

Connected, I probably supply them it's eeeeeasy



[Chorus]



[Verse 2:]

The product is like Prada

A lotta shottas is stretchy

Until you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars

Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a deal

I'm the Youth Fountain on Truth Mountain on Honest Hill

Who's countin'?

I'm tryin' to build beyond a mill

Don't call me seven nine's cause I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)

True is, who is down to kill

Old school like a Buick Bonneville

Suicide, do a lot of pills

You ain't got to kill

Beef is easy to me bitch

Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G shit

Honestly, round 'em up, found 'em slumped

Down to buck, llama tuck

Grind till you tired of us

I'm on your head like a Yamaka



[Chorus]



[Outro:]

I'm gonna tell y'all niggas right now. Number one

Quit jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. Number two

If you ain't feelin' me...you a fuckin' corn dog


Album Lyrics: The Bar Exam 2 [2008]


Royce Da 5'9"
"The Bar Exam 2 [2008]"


2. Heat To The Streets
3. It's The New
4. I'm Me (Freestyle)
5. I'm Nice
8. I'm The King
9. We Deep
10. Let The Beat Build (Freestyle)
11. Royal Flush (Freestyle)
12. Jockin' My Fresh
13. Gettin Money Freestyle
14. Happy Bar Exam 2
15. Ignorant Shit (Freestyle)
16. Flow Boy
17. Been Shot Down
18. Kill Em Pt. 2
19. Wall Street