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g.o.d jewels - new line cinema lyrics

new line cinema lyrics
who are you?
(excuse me, who are you?)
who are you? who are you?
who are you? who are you?
new phone, who’s this?
gotta new phone, who is this?
who is this? who are you? (ay)

who are you? who are you? who are you?
not my n+ggas, not my squad, you’re not my crew + saints
who are you? who are you? who are you?
you not my b+tch, you’re not my thot
you’re not my boo + you tweakin’
who are you? who are you? who are you? (ay)
not my n+gga, not my squad, your’e not my crew + saints
who are you? who are you? who are you?
you’re not my b+tch, you’re not my thot, you’re not my boo

not mine, but we locked eyes, told me drop by
said i’m top five, she was not lyin’ (who are you? who are you?)
made a s+x tape with a thot+thot, she was hot+hot
uploaded that to a dropbox, ha+ha+ha (you not my crew)
saints forever ’til they sit me down
who are you? n+gga, you a clown
who are you? n+gga, move around
you can’t double+cross me because i’m ksubi down, yeah
new line but don’t lock me in
laid up with my girl watching oxygen
her t++th pearly white like a n+z+ skin
lips like her momma, no collagen
body natural, no kylie jenn
my n+ggas need the type of money you can’t comprehend (fact)
mixing up the scratch, b+tch i’m bobby trends
leave the spot clean, young oxi pen (ah sh+t)
choppers come from russia straight from kazakhstan (baba yaga)
loaded up the pole, get my block revenge (blocka, blocka)
even when i lose i feel like i win
(i feel like i won)
want some smoke with jewels, p+ssy stop me then
(b+tch i got my gun)
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god hoe (hey)
i’m a star, i’m a star, i’m a star hoe (hey)
i work hard, i work hard, i work hard hoe (hey)
you say your music hard bro
but the source ain’t real, chris broussard bro
your sh+t ain’t never gave me chills you got no heart bro
i know some n+ggas that’ll liam neeson your jesus pieces
your man sh+t could get taken too/taken 2
but don’t say we the reason
you better not snitch, you better not f+ckin’ tell (f+ck?)
please do not rat do not send us to jail (huh?)
new chain, who’s this? (yours)
new range, who’s this? (sport)
who are you, n+gga?
street+smart

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