Lyrics:
Brand new angel, did you just fall down from the sky
Come to your sweet daddy, wipe the tears from your eyes
This must be your lucky day, I hope
I had you..
[bridge]
Its because I knew..you had quite enough..but I feel brand
New..and im fessin up..
[chorus]
Girl your what I need
I’ve been fuckin’ on these bad, bad broads
All these popstars (Bad broads)
Cruisin' on an interstate in a fast car
Brand new Hellcat, Scat Pack
This not
the block
She want a brand new Benz
I want some brand new twins
I told her bring brand new friends
Rich Forever, I get to the dividends
Niggas say they want
uh)
I bought a brand new Patek
(Ayy) , it hit all day, it
Hit like the sun (Ayy ayy, uh)
We been movin' around with
A whole lotta money
(Ah) , and we
keep goin' until
It ain't nothin' left brand new cutter
Keep that buster shit to yourself
Lil' bro facin' murder
The crackers ain't got nothin'
'Cause if
fuck a brand new house
Tell your mommy going and get
Her brand new coffin
Young rich niggas, we still gang bang
Are you talking things
Boy we talking
(Yo Luca, where you at?, yeah, simple)
Got a brand new Trackhawk Jeep
Got Forgiatos on it (Mhm)
Fuck inside the car, we doin' orgies in it
(Mhm) you
your hands
I do it for myself, fuck this world and brand
They trying, to kill the man
God, got other plans
You don't, understand
Your biggest
a couple bottles for no reason
Brand new high heels
I'm not sleeping
Treating weekdays like the weekend
We've been treating weekdays like the weekend
We've
a couple bottles for no reason
Brand new high heels
I'm not sleeping
Treating weekdays like the weekend
We've been treating weekdays like the weekend
We've
a couple bottles for no reason
Brand new high heels
I'm not sleeping
Treating weekdays like the weekend
We've been treating weekdays like the weekend
We've
must confess
Now me look, I got this job not just bein' myself, huh
I went out, I bought some brand new shoes
Now I walk like someone else, hey
poor girl that way.
Don't brand a woman by what the public says.
Don't brand a woman, if she needs help, don't drive ‘er away.
‘Cause it may be your
someone else's love,
Can be so fine.
So bye bye my friend!
Too bad it had to end!
My brand new love is waiting so I'll see you now and then,
But as,
Beneath your parasol, the world is all as smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads
favor (woo)
Mothafuckas never loved us
Comin' for your money, mothafucka, don't trust us (nah)
You ain't shit
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move
'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by
And that it strangled up my heart
Then I turned a brand new leaf
Made of brand new stories
If my heart could do my thinking
And my head begin to feel
Sipping on name brand wine
System ah bounce and good vibes ah flow
Ain't nothing like good old Dancehall vibes
Where the music is just as sweet
the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand
Get it boy
Blue Magic, that's a brand name
Like Pepsi, that's a brand name
I stand behind it, I
the possibility's up in the air
I know you ain't just gon' stare
Saint Laurent my denim
Reckless how I'm livin'
Brand new diamond chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
need no killer
The money that he make don't make me richer
I'm the slickest nigga walkin' I don't need no feature
Sittin on the hood of my brand new
what you do
Your brand of voodoo
Is too much for me
Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina ah ha!
Oh how I dream of
Stealin' your charms
I'm gonna marry you
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