Chorus (4x): Nig got a closet full of clothes

Nig gotta stay fresh for the hoes Verse One: Yeah, nigga got a closet full of clothes

I ain't 21 but got a bottle full of Moe

Cool in the summer but I'm hotter in the snow

Fresh Force Ones in my closet at the door

Your Diesel jeans, I'm top of the line

Your Diesel tees, a watch that could blind

Four carats a piece up in each ear

Have two of the baddest bitches up in each hurr

There's fur in the atmosphere, of course he's nurr

Like my nigga Trell said I'm fresher than John Durr

But back to the basics

Bows with the straps

I'm done with the daytons

I'm going with the flaps

So many brown Pradas

Red and white strips

Red and white fitted with the red and white kicks

Leave out of town with an STL bitch

Just to let you know I'm on some STL ***, bitch Chorus (4x) Verse Two: You know kid got the cuddy (?) on fours

Spend a couple grand, got the charm on froze

Keep it so fresh, ridin on low pros

Eyes stay open like I'm takin No-Doz

Prada, fit red and white trim, so (?)

Know I got the Prada low soles, so cold

Closet lookin like a warehouse, so swoll