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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah This a new club, that's a new dance This is new money, that's a new plan That's a new grip, these is new hands This is new drums, got a few bands (It's yours!) Saran wrap, plastic It's all wrapped in the plastic (It's yours!) New shit, no classic It's all wr... uh, uh This a new piece of work We don't step in the dirt One, two Two, two My shit so new, oh my shit so new You in 2021, I'm in twenty forty... two Everybody know my shit go through Every time I type it in it's like one... two And I ain't gotta type too much I'm with Big Bruno, he'll wipe you up If you get to reaching and speaking greasy I'll keep my word and deliver like Kiki I hit a two step, paper like goose necks Money kinda long, you ugly like Eustace Letras de cancionesYou should run along, you really want my two cents? Pay me for a consultation up at Ruth's Chris Yeah, yeah that's the shit I like And if she thick enough I put her on a bike Yamaha or the Suzuki, yeah I hit the gas, now I'm feeling on her booty, yeah (It's yours!) This a new club, that's a new dance This is new money, that's a new plan That's a new grip, these is new hands This is new drums, got a few bands (It's yours!) Saran wrap, plastic It's all wrapped in the plastic (It's yours!) New shit, no classic It's all wr... uh, uh Yeah, it's up, but then again it's on the flo' That's game and I ain't talking 'bout a court What's the score and I ain't talking 'bout a sport It's like you got it or you don't, you can't buy it from the store This the one, yeah, and that's the rules Copped the new blue joints and I vacuum seal 'em too Fresh, but I came with a drip You niggas full of drippings, there's a leak in yo' fit That shit don't even fit, and I can't even go You don't want the diamond tester anywhere near yo' throat That's fasho, and two things that's for certain Viking stove with a sauce pot and a burner On the grill, smoking everything 'til it gets tender It's gon' fall off that bone when I get on there with it The same shit, new synonyms, word like pendulums Gotta charge you for the dozen even though there's only ten of them, nigga (It's yours!) This a new club, that's a new dance This is new money, that's a new plan That's a new grip, these is new hands This is new drums, got a few bands (It's yours!) Saran wrap, plastic It's all wrapped in the plastic (It's yours!) New shit, no classic It's all wr... uh, uh From Letras Mania