ray rockman – brand new lyrics
[intro]
ay ray in this motherf-ckin’ b-tch
[chorus]
rollin’ round the city in a brand new whip
rollin’ round the city with a brand new b-tch
rollin’ round the city with some ice on my wrist
grill in my t–th, brand new fit
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
[verse 1]
i got money and i started gettin’ happier
i be drivin’ all these whips you just a p-ssenger
if you see me with a baddie, know i’m baggin’ her
i saw my ex tryna flex but i laughed at her, yeah
i think your girl wanna f-ck me
pop champagne, sh-t be so d-mn bubbly
you just a lame if you still don’t love me
or you just mad cause your girl ugly, yeah
these girls think i’m cute though
d-mn she suck my d-ck like she play the flute though
walking round flexin’ in some brand new boots though
call me dr. rockman in my brand new suit, hoe
[chorus]
rollin’ round the city in a brand new whip
rollin’ round the city with a brand new b-tch
rollin’ round the city with some ice on my wrist
grill in my t–th, brand new fit
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
[bridge]
yeah yeah yeah ayy, ayy, ray
yeah ayy ray, yeah ayy ray, ayy ayy ray, yeah
[verse 2]
if you know me but you still don’t like me
i don’t care cause i’m too d-mn icy
i got grown -ss men tryna fight me
i got grown -ss women tryna bite me, yuh
so i don’t give a f-ck, young ray rockman ike to run the money up
i been movin’ up but you still stuck
you just wanna hate, i get so much love
you so down, i’m so d-mn up
why you thinkin’ bout me bro you so d-mn sus
f-ck all these motherf-ckin’ lame -ss motherf-ckin’ haters
didn’t mean to cuss, i run my money up
you still live at your mom’s house lil b-tch
[chorus]
rollin’ round the city with a brand new b-tch
rollin’ round the city with some ice on my wrist
grill in my t–th, brand new fit
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
[outro]
rollin’ round the city in a brand new whip
rollin’ round the city with a brand new b-tch
rollin’ round the city with some ice on my wrist
grill in my t–th, brand new fit
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
and i got hoes now, i got guap now
i got bad b-tches tryna give me top now
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