Brand New lyrics
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Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell Put out the roach and lite a brand new L Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new I'm cold like a midnight in aspen I am the president and the assassin Cameras on, big lights action Welcome to the show I am the main attraction Money in the matress money in the attic Money on my mind, money is my habit Stay on my grind, until money's automatic Bitch I love money, I'm a fuckin' fanatic Always strapped, grip tight graspin' Say what? who me? clit clat blast em Chrome 24's, tires thin like napkins Gotta ride big cuz I am like, a captain U know I'm a boss chillin relaxin Probably in my office doin my taxes U lil niggas so not in my bracket And I don't even have time to practice [Chorus] Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell Put out the roach and lite a brand new L Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Action ridiculous price, your camera has never saw a picture this nice I'm fishin' and the bitches will bite It's probably 'cause my game is fixodent type, right. I'm fukin every bad bitch twice And if she doesn't wear panties then I fuck her on site I'm nasty like spice, I know what she likes I can make a black woman scream like she white I can make a white woman scream like mike But before she start singin she gotta check my mic Niggas just hatin and I done lost sight It's like I don't see 'em I only see the light Talkin that shit but u boys just hype I hope you bring a gun to the fight, iight? Louie V. tennis shoes big brown stripe You think u fresh? Shit, nigga I'm ripe [Chorus] Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell Put out the roach and light a brand new L Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Brand new coupe drivin crazy than a mutha I'm low in the seat with the burner sittin under Got my tank top, top down, it probably aint summa But I ride like that cuz I'm hotta than the others Damn there aint no keeping up wit the brotha Man I could spell my name in burn rubba I'm gone, leave me alone Now the dog is at suppa You can wash my plate and put it back in the cupboard I'm so far ahead of them suckas Imma have start rappin in numbers I promise the flow it wont stop it come rapid like thunda I bet you'll hide under ur covers [Chorus] Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell Put out the roach and lite a brand new L Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new
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