KONDEY lyrics : "Brand New"
like a brand new beat,
Brand new Girl, brand new Clique
Brand new Kicks, brand new smell
Pull out the whip, Fresh outta hell.
Chorus:
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
I'm cold , i beg your pardon
I am tha president and tha $$#assin
Cameras on big lights, action
Welcome to the show, I am tha main attraction
Money on my mattress, money in tha attic
Money on my mind, money is my habit
Stay on tha grind until money's automatic
(*##$, I love money, I'm a $#&@ing fanatic
never stop earning, gripped that, grafftingg
Say what? Who me? Click clack, blast 'em
Chrome 24s, tires thin like napkins
Gotta ride big 'cause I am like a captain
You know I'm a boss, chillin', relaxin'
Probably in my yard, speakers blastin...
You little ^!$$%s aint in my bracket
And I don't even have time to practice
Mother $#&@ers getting killed
like a brand new beat,
Brand new Girl, brand new Clique
Brand new Kicks, brand new smell
Pull out the whip, Fresh outta hell.
Chorus:
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shirt brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shoes brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
Ice, ridiculous price
Ya camera has never seen a picture this nice
I'm fishing and tha (*##$es will bite
It's probably 'cause my game is Fixer than tight, right
I'm $#&@ing every bad (*##$ twice
And if she doesn't wear panties then I $#&@ her on sight
I'm nasty like spice, I know what she likes
I could make a black women scream like she white
I can make a white woman scream like Mike
But before she start singing, she gotta check my mic
^!$$%s just hating and I done lost sight
It's like I don't see 'em, I only see tha light
Talking that %#@! but you boys just hype
I hope you bring ya gun to tha fight, aye
Louis V tennis shoes, big brown stripes
You think you fresh %#@!, ^!$$%, I'm ripe
$#&@ers getting killed
like a brand new beat,
Brand new Girl, brand new Clique
Brand new Kicks, brand new smell
Pull out the whip, Fresh outta hell.
Chorus:
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shirt brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shoes brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
Brand new Coupe, drive her crazy than a mother
Sitting low in tha seats wit tha Paper sitting under
Got my tank top , top down, it probably ain't summa
But I ride like that 'cause I'm hotter then the others
Damn, it's no keeping up with tha brother man
I could spell my name in burnt rubber
I'm gone, leave me alone, all tha (*##$es at supper
You could wash my plate and put it back in tha cupboard
$#&@ers getting killed
like a brand new beat,
Brand new Girl, brand new Clique
Brand new Kicks, brand new smell
Pull out the whip, Fresh outta hell.
Chorus:
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shirt brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, my shoes brand new
$#&@ you (*##$, I'm actin' brand new
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