P.O.L.O lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh (okay) Ooh, that man fresh I gotta, I gotta, I gotta I gotta, I gotta, I gotta Breakfast at Tiffany's Baguette spaghetti Too much cut on the diamond I wear a bandage and I look like Nelly, shit Too much cut on the hand, goddamn I'm starting to feel like Freddie Krueger, huh With a bad dark-skin bitch I feel like Tommy in Belly, shit, huh Throwing all them Bill Cosby's Go 'head and shake that jelly (right) Go ahead and shake that Jell-O I been getting money, see the house on Zillow Ferg, where you been big fellow? I'm back on the block like J to the L-O (hello) Pull up in a Porsche all yellow and blue I call the whip Carmelo I eat the honey like Winnie the Pooh Then fuck that bitch in the ghetto (right) She eat more shrooms than Whole Foods I ain't talking portobello Only a boss wear a horse My tank and shorts say P-O-L-O Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Only a boss wear a horse My tank and shorts say P-O-L-O Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Only a boss wear a horse My tank and shorts say P-O-L-O POLO down to my kicks POLO drowning my bitch Opps on the block Keep the POLO in the pic Got a whole snow beach on my wrist I ain't talking 'bout no drip Got a Canadian bitch in the Ritz She wanna swallow the dick I POLO the bed, I POLO the head I POLO the kids Shout outs to the Lo Lives who wear POLO in bids Stripper chick name polite, even her pole got a switch, shit Call me Polonius Monk I'm blowing a hole through this bitch Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Only a boss wear a horse My tank and shorts say P-O-L-O Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Only a boss wear a horse My tank and shorts say P-O-L-O Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh Yuh, yuh, uh, okay Ooh, that man fresh Ooh, that man fresh