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LYRICFLUENTBrand New Lyrics by Tyga Tyga , Lil Wayne, YG
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I want some new nails
New bundles
New boobs
You know, hmm
Everythin' brand new, bitch
You know what the fuck this is
Why spend my money, when I could spend your money?
Hahaha
Way too cocky in the coupe feelin'-
Always in the press, why this bitch actin'-
Spent one-fifty on a Prezi and it's-
Nigga, don't touch
Smell like money and we smokin' on-
Honey in her pack, keep the B's waxed
Hermès bag got my bitch actin'-
AP bustin'
A lot of niggas had a chance, they was unlucky
When it's so long, we don't even discuss it
Say you got hoes pullin' up, I don't trust it
Burn through the money, diamonds dance like Usher
You ain't gotta like it, but my bitch gon' love it
All about cake, got a mill' in the oven
Birdman hands, all this paper I'm rubbin'
Bitch, cry for me, like brand new onions
Way too cocky in the coupe feelin'-
Always in the press, why this bitch actin'-
Spent one-fifty on a Prezi and it's-
Nigga, don't touch
Smell like money and we smokin' on-
Honey in her pack, keep the B's waxed
Hermès bag got my bitch actin'-
AP bustin'
Brand new AP in HD
These diamonds be talkin' in they sleep
You know not to test me, like SAT
They pay me like Riri, A-S-A-P
Hotter than AZ, cool as an AC
Yeah, my diamonds gon' sing, like do-re-mi
Yeah, my diamonds gon' dance, like my bro CB
And I pop two X, that's dos Nicki
Yeah, brand new money, brand new hundreds
Got a bunch of zeros, like a bag of new Funions
Brand new phone with a brand new number
On some brand new shit, need a brand new plumber
I'ma be her brand new black cucumber
Love brand new, fat pockets lookin' like love handles
Brand new hoes
Come and snort this Michael Jackson, get a brand new nose, bitch
This motherfucker don't miss
No, he's fuckin' good
That motherfucker don't miss, man
Way too cocky in the coupe feelin'-
Always in the press, why this bitch actin'-
Spent one-fifty on a Prezi and it's-
Nigga, don't touch
Smell like money and we smokin' on-
Honey in her pack, keep the B's waxed
Hermès bag got my bitch actin'-
AP bustin'
Brand new Glock-9, 'cause niggas give me opp vibes
Y'all niggas circle out of shape, y'all like a stop sign
Nigga, not even a stop sign gon' stop mine
Stop playin' before I cock a Glock and leave you cock-eyed
Giftin' all my hoes, I'm into sharin'
Bought the bitch a watch, she don't even wear it
Feelin' like Bugs Bunny, nigga, all these carrots
Kick a white bitch out, actin' like a Karen
Way too cocky in the coupe feelin'-
Always in the press, why this bitch actin'-
Spent one-fifty on a Prezi and it's-
Nigga, don't touch
Smell like money and we smokin' on-
Honey in her pack, keep the B's waxed
Hermès bag got my bitch actin'-
AP bustin'
Brand new money, brand new hundreds
Brand, brand new hundreds
Brand new money, brand new hundreds
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