Yung Joc

Yung Joc - Brand New songtekst

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Yung joc (sup)

What it do nephew

All brand new sh*t





It ain't my fault

(it's not my fault partna)

That everything you get is used

(you prolly can't help that)

And I buy all my sh*t brand new

(I don't have a problem with spending the money ya know)

When I walk into the room they choose

(I mean I'm yung joc man)

Cause they know my whips my ice is brand new





From my fitted down to my shoes

I enter the room and your b*tch might choose

Look me up and down from my head to toe

They point the exit then I tell em let's go

S5 don't forget the fifty

What it cost me? about a hundred fifty

Damn what's this? why so sticky

That's good kush woulda cost ya bout a hundred fifty

Still on another level still brand new

Lookin at the sky through that panaromic view

She say she like my jeans even like my sneaks

That's the new guccis 500 a piece

I make her smile and I smile back

Check the doors caddystones ya I bought that

Baby we can go to paris or toronto

Brand new shades whose that









Never drive the same car twice

You still buying chains

I'm in there chipping ice

Ya know is it real or fake

How much a killa make

I'm bout owning something ya digg real estate

I'm in the '08 escalade with brand new gucci shades

I'm flanging it singing it we staying up for days

You know my entourage I does it extra large

Blue bezels for my nizzles double what you charge

So whenever u see me you know I'm fresh2death

French tip on my nails and now my hair is fresh

In some brand new clothes with some brand new hoes

Is that phantom doors on that brand new rolls

On another level blue rose petals and when

I walk the the block I make everyone wanna talk alot

To brag and boast that ain't my style

To high signing and profile

I'd rather blow a pound with my pound and do what you say









I let her fantasize

I'm a fanstay

She could'ntfathom us f*cking on top of phantom seats

Now we worldwide speaking different laguages



Now can ya hang with it

I'm a boss girl you looking for a job

F*ck me on your lunch break and you're sure to star

Get a raise when that brain keep me in a daze

Custom made suede gucci shoes I'm on another page

And my money so long

My money so long

I sware my money so long

Versalagos just for the car doors

This the main event those niggers is side shows

Where I reside oh you consider the side oh

Ashtray and peanuts it's time to slide off

Where I reside oh you consider the side oh

Ashtray and peanuts it's time you slide off









Yung joc what it do nephew

All brand new sh*t

Dat boi

I'm gonna smoke on out like that dere

I'm gonna jump off in this brand new car I got

Brand new shoes brand new outfit

This brand new sac of chronic I got

Now I'm lookin a this b*tch like oh ya I'm acting all brand new

I don't even know you fo real

That's the business

See ya



It ain't my fault

It ain't my fault

It ain't my fault

Everything you got is used

That's a used chain

Nigga had that chain on like 4 years ago

There some used shoes you got

Your automobile is used

Nigga you don't even... all that shit nigga

Your b*tch is used too nigga

Yeah it's all hood though

It ain't my fault

We just gonna keep doing it

So brand new

'07










                   
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