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My new chick, my new chick said her ex never wrote Rode READ MORE for her My new chick said her ex never wrote for her, I told her shawty I'ma ride My new chick said her ex took money from her, I said bitch I'ma ride She got rid of a loser, you know to fuck with a winner Man I roll up in the Rolls, to pick that ass up for dinner I got the deluxe apartment, I mean we up in the sky Put my bitch on the runway, she G5 fly I got that paper to play with, now why the fuck would she stay with A nigga bringing the down down, he was bringing it down I put her up on game, now she won't fuck with a lame Even if a nigga wave I tell, I got her like New crib, new life on the map Girl you wanna see a hater look back I don't ever wanna see you with your next man I'm better than your ex man, baby Its cold man, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside Baby I'm gonna ride Girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride Letras de cancionesGirl you know I'm gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride My new chick said her ex did nothing to her, I said shawty I'ma do it My new chick said her ex found a next bitch, I said I ain't gonna lose it Fly high, G5 to the sky now Girl you wanna see a hater look down I don't ever wanna see you with the ex man I'm better than your ex man baby Its cold man, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside Baby I'm gonna ride Girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride Girl you know I'm gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride My new chick said her ex never wrote for her Never cop bags, pop tags at the store for her My new chick said her ex was a lame Sex was the same, only shreds and complaints Need a playa in the game, got a thang for a d boy Tats in my frame, gold chain know its flee boy Swagger, bout mane balenciaga He don't even know how a real nigga got her On to the next, too strong for your ex Tennis your bracelet, present your rolex Popping corks to the best, make it toast to the final things Steer at you in the Ghost through my designer frame Baby I'm gonna ride Girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride Girl you know I'm gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next bitch I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride Baby I'm gonna ride, girl you know I'm gonna ride From Letras Mania