fredo bang & rick ross - brand new ap lyrics
[intro: fredo bang]
m+m+m+maybach music
bangladesh
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm (yeah, yeah)
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm (yeah, yeah, woo)
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm (yeah, yeah)
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm (yeah, woo)
[chorus: fredo bang]
brand new ap, buss down
i’ll never cuff on a buss down, no (gang, gang)
made another hunnit and i put it in the vault (in the vault)
gotta be safe when i’m counting this dough (shee)
when your rich like this, they ain’t telling you “no”
i’ll be d+mned if the b+tch don’t touch her toes
came from the streets, gotta keep that pole
i be rolling up opps, i’on smoke no dope, mmm (fah, ha, ha, ha)
[refrain: fredo bang]
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (b+tch, slap, woo)
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (fah, fah)
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (woo, woo)
i got that sh+t on me now
[verse 1: fredo bang]
way too wavy, i’m sticky like pudding
see me with a b+tch and you know that i’m juggin’
b+tch play games, i’ma f+ck on her sister
way too playеr, i’on pay for no p+ssy
popping these pills got my mouth looking crooked
if thе b+tch bad, i’ma eat on her cookies (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’ma feed her d+ck, she gon’ think that i cooked it (yeah)
i’m a real n+gga, i’ll never take no p+ssy
came from the trenches, and i’m thuggin’ like pac
ol’ weird ass b+tch keep my pockets on watch
ol’ lame ass n+gga wanna know what i got (wanna know what i got)
these n+ggas be telling, i’on f+ck with no cops
if she a real b+tch, she gonna keep it on lock
rich ass g, double g on my socks (huh?)
call me a rope, i’ma keep me a knot
call me a lamb, i’ma keep me a chop, mmm (fah, fah)
[refrain: fredo bang]
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (b+tch, slap, woo)
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (fah, fah)
i got that sh+t on me now, mmm (woo, woo)
i got that sh+t on me now
[chorus: fredo bang]
brand new ap, buss down
i’ll never cuff on a buss down, no (gang, gang)
made another hunnit and i put it in the vault (in the vault)
gotta be safe when i’m counting this dough (shee)
when your rich like this, they ain’t telling you “no”
i’ll be d+mned if the b+tch don’t touch her toes
came from the streets, gotta keep that pole
i be rolling up opps, i’on smoke no dope, mmm (m+m+m+maybach music)
[verse 2: rick ross]
three m’s on a new y
fat boy, two 2pacs (huh?)
lebron hit me when his shoes dropped
just send the louies, don’t need the box (woo!)
lil’ boy, better know your business
door to door like jehovah witness
all white, new richard mille
i’m invincible, so don’t go against me (huh)
top down all night, n+gga (woo!)
new t++th all white, n+gga (woo!)
buck boy on sight, n+gga (sight!)
i’m rich forever, whole life, n+gga (whole life)
[chorus: fredo bang]
brand new ap, buss down
i’ll never cuff on a buss down, no (gang, gang)
made another hunnit and i put it in the vault (in the vault)
gotta be safe when i’m counting this dough (shee)
when your rich like this, they ain’t telling you “no”
i’ll be d+mned if the b+tch don’t touch her toes
came from the streets, gotta keep that pole
i be rolling up opps, i’on smoke no dope
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