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Lil' Wayne - Brand New (The Drought Is Over 4)

Lil' Wayne - Brand New Bass Boosted !!! The Drought Is Over 4 - 2007 [Intro] Yeah, uh-huh Come on, yep Mmmhmm, bells Yeah, hmhmhmm Let's go [Hook] Riding 'round the city With some brand new heat Brand new car Brand new feet Brand new seats Brand new smell Put out the roach Light a brand new L Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new Fuck you bitch My shirt brand new Fuck you bitch My shoes brand new Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new Yeah [Verse 1] I'm cold like a midnight In Aspen I am the President And the assassin Cameras on Big lights, "Action" Welcome to the show I am the main attraction Money in the mattress Money in the attic Money on my mind Money is my habit Stay on the grind Until money's automatic Bitch, I love money I'm a fucking fanatic Always strapped, gripped-tight, graspin' Say what? Who, me? (Click-clack) Blast 'em Chrome 24's, tires thin like napkins Got to ride big 'cause I am like a captain You know I'm a boss; chillin', relaxin' Probably in my office, doing my taxes You little niggas so not in my bracket And I don't even have time to practice [Hook] Riding 'round the city With some brand new heat Brand new car Brand new feet Brand new seats Brand new smell Put out the roach Light a brand new L Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shirt brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shoes brand new (them too) Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (yeah) [Verse 2] Ice Ridiculous price Your camera has never saw a picture this nice Hm, I'm fishin', and the bitches will bite It's probably 'cause my game is Fixodent tight Right I'm fucking every bad bitch twice And if she doesn't wear panties then I fuck her on sight I'm nasty like spice I know what she likes I can make a black woman Scream like she white I can make a white woman Scream like Mike But before she starts singin' She got to check my mic Niggas just hatin' And I done lost sight It's like I don't see 'em I only see the light Talking that shit But you boys just hype I hope you bring a gun to the fight A'ight? Louis V tennis shoes Big brown stripe You think you fresh? Shit, nigga – I'm ripe [Hook] Riding 'round the city With some brand new heat Brand new car Brand new feet Brand new seats Brand new smell Put out the roach Light a brand new L Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shirt brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shoes brand new (them too) Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (yeah) [Verse 3] OK Brand new coupe Driving crazy than a mother Sittin' low in the seats With the burner sittin' under Got my tank top, top down It probably ain't summer But I ride like that 'cause I'm hotter than the others Damn, there's no keeping up with the brother man I could spell my name in burnt rubber I'm gone! Leave me alone Now the dog is at supper You could wash my plate and put it back in the cupboard Ahem, I'm so far ahead of them suckers I'mma have to start rappin' in numbers I promise, the flows don't stop They come rapid like thunder I bet you hide under your covers [Hook] Riding 'round the city With some brand new heat Brand new car Brand new feet Brand new seats Brand new smell Put out the roach Light a brand new L Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shirt brand new (brand new) Fuck you bitch My shoes brand new (them too) Fuck you bitch I'm actin' brand new (yeah)