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See now I went to the club and I ran into this girlAnd she was telling 'bout how she feel and everythingHer name was New YorkBut she said Troy listenShe said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proudWe’ve been wantin' something this good for a whileBut I’m not fooled by both them dimples on yo face'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waistAnd you knowShe like my style, she like my flowsIt ain’t no chuck involved, she knowsI came so far from dealin' blowBeen on my grind and now it showsAin’t nobody sound like thisWe ain’t the same, they rode that dickFuck them lames, get down with thisPop champagne, girl shake yo hipsShe got the long hair, ain’t nothing fakeFlute glass full of birthday cakeAll blue thong with the stars on itLayin' in my bed and she all on itRewind back, before I grind the catTwo steppin' in the club with my dogs all strappedLetras de cancionesThere for dough, playin' with the bitchesA flashy young nigga before we took the picturesI can take ya number, can’t be ya manBut you can act like it in ya InstagramI like flippin' grams and you like meAnd if you into getting money baby you like meCome on, I’m out here, sound the alarmI heard one good girl is worth a thousand whoresOne good song is worth a thousand toursSo before I leave, proceed wit yo boyShe said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proudWe’ve been wantin' something this good for a whileBut I’m not fooled by both them dimples on yo face'Cause when we danced I felt that fifth all on yo waistAnd you knowShe like my style, she like my flowsIt ain’t no chuck involved, she knowsI came so far from dealin' blowBeen on my grind and now it showsAin’t nobody sound like thisWe ain’t the same, they rode that dickFuck them lames, get down with thisPop champagne, girl shake yo hipsIt's that NY sound, oh this that new NY soundPuttin' it down for the townI used to put them birds in and out of townBut look at me nowOne brick at a time on the road to get mineSpit about it in rhymes now the hustle combinedPop I'm killin' these bitches I done stayed on my grindMotivated by money and puttin' on timeTo get busy, these other niggas been iffyThey callin' me young Jay, they call me the new 50Call me what you want except broke, let's toastWho the fuck I'm supposed to sound like, I'm from New YorkTroy Ave got the streets in a frenzy thoughI bought the spotlight back, you should thank me noAnd if you don't, then we know you a hater bro"A playa hater" Biggie quoteI'm on the radio baby everyday, that's my wordI restored the feeling, I kept up my wordThe new sheriff in town, the chuck is overBSB roll with us so you get rolled overShe said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proudWe’ve been wantin' something this good for a whileBut I’m not fooled by both them dimples on yo face'Cause when we danced I felt that fifth all on yo waistAnd you knowShe like my style, she like my flowsIt ain’t no chuck involved, she knowsI came so far from dealin' blowBeen on my grind and now it showsAin’t nobody sound like thisWe ain’t the same, they rode that dickFuck them lames, get down with thisPop champagne, girl shake yo hips From Letras Mania