Lyrics:
New racks new racks
New racks new racks
New racks on me, right
New racks new racks
New racks new racks
New racks on me, right
I might spend it i
brand new now
Last month I had the bitch down south
Gave her a new job and I didn't have to pay her by the hour
I know few bitch might have Anna
But I
wanted to get outta there
They didn't know what to do
Their little brains is workin' overtime
That all changed one sunny day
That little boy dropped by
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
that's my cue
Uh, I carry
Looking for a young Iverson to marry
Watching my calories
I'm a plant-based ho, all about her salary
New style, new hairdo
a new one Pour me a new one
I got the blunt by the deuce I got a cup by the deuce
Pour me another I'm up by the deuce pour me another I'm up by the deuce
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
like the sun
I'm leaving this land though I'm coming again though
Reigning in power the lion and lamb bro
New Jerusalem New Jerusalem New Jerusalem yea
False news and fake news
I had sex with a flight attendant from Idaho (Idaho)
Unintendent who's that hoe
I don't remember anybody by that name (yeah)
Brand New
Brand New
Brand New
Brand New
What you want
I want brand new speakers
Brand new sneakers
Brand New tweaker
Brand New reefer
Brand New fans
Everything new, I'm still wit the same crew kickin shit man you kno how I do
Everything new, see me thumbin thru the blues in a coupe probably ridin
I’m just trying to hit you with this new new lick
That new new shìt
That new new whip
I’m just trying to hit you with this new new lick (boom)
New new
we been buying it black
Chrome Hearts tee came in by the back (uh)
New LV on me like I'm Lash (Lash)
Yeah, Jacquemus baby bag (huh)
Yeah, bad
News, their conspiracy theories (Watch)
Stop all your whinin’, your opinion irrelevant (Stop it)
Jackass got whooped, stomped by an elephant (Ugh)
In
a new love
Got to find a new love
Maybe I'll use some honey or some jam
To sweeten up the sour places
Love making by the fire may heighten your
(Brand New) x5
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new
(Brand new)
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
leather pants
Brand new, that hoe I'm fucking, brand new
Them new blue hummer, brand new
Foreign Car bought from Russia, brand new
That bitch you cuffin'
by any means
I got a pocketfull of dreams
Baby i’m from new york
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
Now you’re in
to leave you now, I'm
going to find me someone new. Find someone new.
And please don't pass me by.
I got news (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)[00:23.54]Woah[00:24.75]I'm the type to never rush around on my progress (woah, woah, okay)[00:28.30]Tryna get
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
as January I just watch I just watch it on
My iPhone on the TV ain't it gonna be amazing New Year
New me and I see through the chain by myself yo
As it's
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