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" New Gang "
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'
Got that new gang comin'
You see the new gang comin'
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'
Propane got us all blunted
The cocaine got her nose runnin'
The strap got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Pull up to the club 'bout a 100
It's a lotta Pirus and a couple bounty hunters
I'm whippin' in that Wraith with my gunners
105 west with some shooters right in front of us
Got that meth lab up and runnin'
Rest in peace to the big homie buntry
Rest in peace to young thug, lil homie
From Centerville to Fruit Town, we gettin' money
You don't bang bang, you ain't gang gang
You ain't never slang, choppin' 'caine
With a bad bitch from Spain
Talkin' slang off the Promethazine
OHB, bitch, new whip
Stashed with rubber grips
Stackin' chips
Some of my homies Bloods and some bangin' Crips
22 rims with my brims and some lady friends
Stackin' ends, niggas in my way, that's one to the chin
Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of bands on me
All these model bitches, they can't keep their hands off me
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'
Got that new gang comin'
You see the new gang comin'
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'
Pull up, pull up if you 'bout it nigga
Where I'm from, we body niggas
Kamakazis on Kawasakis
On 12 o'clock, you ain't ridin' with us
I got killers that do what I say when I need
Bullets spray, follow the leader
I got homies pullin' up in broad day
And set this bitch off like Keef
Smokin' Khalifa
And you was the one sayin' you ready for war
Now you on the ship, you sound like a bitch
Can't fuck with you boy
This that new gang
All my niggas wear new chains
And I put my bitch in a Mulsanne
OHB in a black Lamb' like Bruce Wayne
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'
Got that new gang comin'
You see the new gang comin'
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'
Propane got us all blunted
The cocaine got her nose runnin'
The strap got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Pardon me but I don't usually talk a lot
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga what you talkin' 'bout?
The drop head take up multiple parkin' spots
Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in Harvey got
All about my presidents, hustle, never hesitant
Fuck who you invested in cause me, my niggas next to win
Money be my closest kin, I consider it my fam
Keep the drummer like a bam and bein' broke, I never can
Money's all I understand, I speak that shit fluently
Every way, you never there, we call that shit truancy
You speakin' that foolery, this money's nothin' new to me
Ain't worried 'bout who's hot, I was cool before it was cool to be
Fuckin' with a triant god, welcome to the tribe mob
Plus we out here ballin', bang it down like the LeBron lob
Championship rings for me and my fellow squad
Truth 100 like the numbers never lie, yeah
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'
Got that new gang comin'
You see the new gang comin'
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'
Propane got us all blunted
The cocaine got her nose runnin'
The strap got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'
" Counterfeit "
Swear it isn't real
I like the way it looks, but I hate the way it feels, oh
I know what it is, uh
I've seen this before, got caught for a million
I know that I'm nervous
'Cause there really ain't a thing natural about it
Water into wine, please
She seem like a miracle, I know that's impossible
You don't wanna love, maybe not
Baby, you gon' give me everything you got, damn right
Say you love me, ooh
Why you in my bed turning over like the graves of the ones before you, 'fore ya?
I keep looking for love (Love)
Can't find it in a party, in a whole room full of bodies (Oh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Oh)
Counterfeit designing
I'm not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes, I'm not)
Alright
This is some old movie shit
Everything fake like a movie script
Everything I got public, so
You already know how the groupies get
Pulled up in the fakest city with the Lambo' sittin' and my Rambo with me
Plus I got a bitch so bad, with a rep so cold, big ass, big titties
Stuck in a fairy tale lifestyle
Snow White rollin' with gold diggers
Nigga say, "How much for that one?"
Shit, I ain't even know she was a ho, nigga
I meet these hoes every day
Try to turn love like every way
Hundred dollars bills run the color of red
So I'm countin' my dough in a private place, yikes
You don't wanna love, maybe not
Baby, you gon' give me everything you got, damn right
Say you love me, ooh
Why you in my bed turning over like the graves of the ones before you, 'fore ya?
I keep looking for love (Love)
I can't find it in a party (Ooh), in a whole room full of bodies (Oh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Yeah)
Counterfeit designing (Yeah)
I'm not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes, I'm not)
Uh, hold up, wait
Shoulda been on time but you showed up late
Had a little feelin' but it's gone away
Gave you a piece, you want a whole damn plate
Wanna play, wanna ball
Wanna have your cake and eat it all
Now I gotta new one outta state
So them ratchets gonna hate
But they hated Jesus, man
Runnin' around sayin' you don't need a man
You know you gon' miss them private flights
Everything high with Young Khalifa, man
Everything paid for
It's taken its course, so much back and then forth
That's a everyday thing though, woo
So I'm skatin'
Headin' straight for your replacement
'Cause your story, I couldn't take it
It had holes in it like Jason
But I stuck around and stayed patient
Mama called me up basin'
Father called me up pacin'
All your friends were all basic
Now I see right through you, woulda thought a nigga had LASIK
Extra cash, spent that so my car look like a spaceship
Wanna leave me, that's cool, I was thinkin' 'bout leavin' you
Walked out the door like poof, made it look like the thing to do
I keep looking for love (Hahaha, love)
Can't find it in a party (Oh), in a whole room full of bodies (Uh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Yeah)
Counterfeit designing (Yeah)
I'm not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I'm not fuckin' with these counterfeit hoes, I'm not)
" Ms. Breezy "
[Scent of a Woman excerpt:]
What kind of a show you guys putting on here today? When the only class in this act is sitting next to me and I'm here to tell ya, this boy's soul is intact. It's non-negotiable, you know how I know Someone here, and I'm not gonna say who, offered to buy it, only Charlie here wasn't selling
Sir, you're out of order
How 'bout I show you out of order?
Stand down, Mr. Slade
I'm not finished! I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong, I'm not a judge or jury. But I can tell you this: he won't sell anybody out to buy his future. And that my friends is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now here's Charlie, he's come to the crossroads, he has chosen a path, it's the right path. It's a path made of principle and leads to character. Let him continue on his journey
You know, I knew we was gon' be here
I mean, why you think I wanted to call it In My Zone in the first place?
DJ Drama!
A lot of times, you see a lot of things take people out their rhythm
The money, the girls, and the fame, oh, we won't get into the fame
But thankfully, Chris Brown is in his zone
And I'm in my zone too
Babey Drew with me
Now let's get you in your zone
Shoutout to Raphael, our jewelers
Hahaha
Aw man, In My Zone
(DJ Babey Drew)
Breezy!
Ayy, tell the DJ, Gucci-Gucci, best to play some reggae
Reggae, bitch, not Ray J, damn, I like his sister Brandy
The Cali sippin' brandy, took to dinners to Miami
Phantom in my mattress and my white niggas can't stand it
Gucci, the only thing I'm lackin' is the chick to stand beside me
To drive my baby coupe the days that I don't feel like drivin'
I'll take you to a island, I've been dyin' to get you smilin'
We change clothes, change, hit my friends declinin'
And down south swagger with these oversees diamonds (Burr)
Oversize, customize, haters get blinded (Burr)
Put your glasses on, girl, 'cause I'm so shiny (Burr)
And the way you lookin' at me, girl, you lookin' at mine
It's Gucci
She said she wanna go around the world, ah
She said she wanna be my baby girl, ah
She said she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Shopping sprees
You can have anything
And I'ma let her see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Oh, she love me 'cause I'm so good to her
Yeah, she love me, spend it all up on her
She really love me, yeah
She can get anything that she wants
I know she only used to havin' regulars
Comin' in and out and lyin'-lyin' on the regular
She ain't never had the type of shit I'm givin' her
Shoes are fur, Louis purse
Yeah, yeah, never splurge
I know I'm blowin' her mind (Her mind)
'Cause every day she roll out in a Phantom (Yeah)
I know she wanna be mine (Aw yeah)
Wave to the haters like na-na-na-na-na
She said she wanna go around the world, ah (She said)
She said she wanna be my baby girl, ah (Oh-oh)
She said she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy
Shopping sprees (Yeah)
You can have anything (Have anything, yeah)
And I'ma let her see what it feels like (Whoa)
To be Ms. Breezy
I know she ain't used to girls starin' at her
Pointin' at her, man, 'cause I'm trickin' on her, yeah
And I heard it ain't trickin' if you got it
And I got a lot of it so I blow it on her, yeah
I know that she love me
And I'm gon' still buy gifts, and she won't turn none of them down
But she don't want nothing from me
And she gon' change her last name, she can't wait to be Mrs. Brown
I know I'm blowin' her mind (Ayy)
'Cause every day she roll out in a Phantom (Phantom)
I know she wanna be mine (Yeah)
Wave to the haters like na-na-na-na-na
She said she wanna go around the world, ah
She said she wanna be my baby girl, ah (Oh-oh)
She said she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy (Yeah)
Shopping sprees
You can have anything (Oh-oh-oh)
And I'ma let her see what it feels like (I'ma let her)
To be Ms. Breezy (Oh-oh)
She said she wanna go around the world, ah
She said she wanna be my baby girl, ah (Oh-oh)
She said she wanna see what it feels like
To be Ms. Breezy (Yeah)
Shopping sprees
You can have anything (Oh-oh-oh)
And I'ma let her see what it feels like (I'ma let her)
To be Ms. Breezy (Oh-oh)
" Talkin' Dirty "
DJ Drama
Hey!
I'm the nigga you like
He ain't even your type, girl
I put it down every time we do it
You be talkin' dirty to me
Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body
Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me
Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah (Yeah)
Damn, girl (2 Chainz!)
Whisper sweet nothing's in your earlobe
Real slow, when I touch down in your field goal (Yeah)
I left the party, to the after party (Party)
Left the after party with you alcoholics
In the suite with you, my t-shirt for pajamas and
Them niggas ballin', then they switchin' like Juwanna Mann
At first, shawty sayin' that she wanna man
Now she sayin' that she want a band (Damn)
This for the bowlegged girl at Onyx
Meant to say the bowlegged girl at [?]
If I was in the NBA, I be hoopin' in Dolce & Gabannas
This right here is so contrary
I'm so cold, I might need a Monclair
My money long, I got long hair
I like Giuseppe so much, I bought four pair, ooh
I'm the nigga you like (I am)
He ain't even your type, girl (Nah)
I put it down every time we do it
You be talkin' dirty to me (Say what, say what)
Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Say what, say what)
Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (They gettin', hey)
Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah
Damn, girl
Shawty sent a text, "I wanna FaceTime" (I do)
I don't wanna talk, I want face time (Cyeah)
Talkin' ass fat, can't see her waistline (Woo)
Straight to point, I don't waste time (Waste time)
I ain't spendin' no money, I'm a real nigga (I am)
Pussy been free since a lil' nigga
If it don't come with no receipt, I ain't buyin' it
But I'll take it 'round the world, yeah, I'm flyin' it
Yeah, come on trips and shit
If the pussy good, you get gifts and shit
I'm talkin' double Cs and Givenchy bag
Know you ain't a bad bitch if you ain't got swag (Ha ha)
Shawty look right, always say the right shit
Hair long, real or fake, plus she gun thick
She a puller, not a ho, on that fun shit
Got me thinkin' to myself, "You the one, bitch"
I'm the nigga you like (You like, baby)
He ain't even your type, girl (No)
I put it down every time we do it
You be talkin' dirty to me
Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Yeah)
Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (Ooh, now, now, now)
Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah
Damn, girl
Dick too bomb, she don't wanna leave me (Wanna leave me)
She wantin' that money, better come see me (Come see me)
Want it right now, she ain't tryna wait (Tryna wait)
She wanna know how a nigga pay (Pay)
That's on the dead homies
She don't even know me, for real
Put them legs up, then I eat it up
Throw it at me, I'ma catch it (Catch it)
And you already know I'm ready
Seein' you twerk it, baby, you puttin' that work in
Because I
I'm the nigga you like (You like, baby)
He ain't even your type, girl (No)
I put it down every time we do it
You be talkin' dirty to me
Oh, 'cause how I do it to your body (Yeah)
Baby girl, you talkin' dirty to me (Ooh, now, now, now)
Oh, 'c-cause I do it right, yeah
Damn, girl
" Matter "
No, baby
No, baby
Let's go, baby
Go, baby
Oh, baby
I've written so many letters, tried to e-mail you, all I ask is why you dodgin' me?
And he's not any better, I could do you better than he can
I see the way you are with me, I know that you ain't satisfied
But it's like you don't even remember
It's like I don't even matter on your birthday, for the holidays
Got me goin' crazy, you're on my mind
It's like I don't even matter, your love is gone, girl, you're done with me
Do you think about us? I miss you so much, it's like I don't even matter
I miss the smell of your perfume, I lay by the fireplace
I guess tonight is the night I miss your touch
Baby, I need you, the only love I have in my heart is for you
Can't even live, can't even live with the pain I feel inside
This is real
Why you giving up? Can you see me? Am I invisible?
I see the way you are with me I know that you ain't satisfied
But it's like you don't even remember
It's like I don't even matter on your birthday, for the holidays
Got me going crazy, you're on my mind
It's like I don't even matter, your love is gone, girl, you're done with me (Yeah)
Do you think about us? I miss you so much, it's like I don't even matter
Girl, I see you don't get my love, so unconditional
Back and forth, in and out with us, with us
Girl, I want you, yeah, and nobody else
If I can't have you, I'ma break down (Ow!)
It's like I don't even matter on your birthday, for the holidays
Got me going crazy, you're on my mind
It's like I don't even matter, your love is gone, girl, you're done with me
Do you think about us? I miss you so much, it's like I don't even matter
No, baby
No, baby
Let's go, baby
Go, baby
Oh, baby