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New whip, new car, new coupe New fit, new swag, new shoe New bitch, new broad, new boo I win, I win, you lose Who would've ever knew? New life, new, new view New fit, new swag, new coupe New fit, new swag, new coupe New fit, new swag, new shoe New bitch look like New New New bitch look like New New New shit, new life, new view New shit, new life, new view New shit, yeah, don't get it confused With that other shit, yeah, 'cause I'm not like you I'm on some other shit, yeah, I'm on some whole 'nother other Other shit, yeah, I'm on some whole new New fit, new car New bitch, new broad New crew, new entourage Fuck that shit, I don't need nobody at all All these niggas do is complain, all these niggas do is sob I'm ridin' 'round in the back of that Range and I'm gettin' me some top Lil' shawty goin' too insane, I told her, "Baby girl, don't stop Letras de cancionesKeep goin' until you get lockjaw" I'm gettin' money, these niggas gettin' robbed I spent two-fifty just on chains Spent like one-eighty on both of my wrists And I bust down my teeth, no, these not Johnny Dang And I copped the AP, yeah, it's plain What I'm coppin' out of your price range My new swag, you cannot attain I ship my new bitch Edible Arrangements Bitch, I'm rich, it ain't nothin' I can't get I spent four K on a blanket My new bitch, yeah, she a model Her ass flat, but I'ma still spank it New whip, new car— New fit, new swag— New bitch, she bad New fit, new swag, new shoe New bitch, new broad, new boo New fit, new swag, new coupe New fit, new swag, new coupe New fit, new swag, new shoe New bitch look like New New New bitch look like New New New shit, new life, new view New shit, new life, new view From Letras Mania