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wizz havinn & rob49 - new edition lyrics

[intro: rob49]
alright, yeah
yeah

[chorus: rob49]
yeah, when you the n+gga with all the money, all these hoes gon’ treat you different (for real)
give a f+ck i’m goin’ to link up with donald trump, i’m bringin’ my members (ayy)
one thing i hate about bougie hoes, they ain’t never had no ambition, huh (yeah)
only thing they know go get pretty and live off n+ggas (woo)
reason i hate these f+ck n+ggas, catch murders and tell they business, huh (for real)
they get in that jam (hoo), started singin’, new edition, hoo (alright)
i don’t need no rolеx to tell my time, b+tch, this my time, huh (right now)
49 back outsidе, stand on business and pop that fye, huh

[verse 1: rob49]
n+ggas know i’m on my tip+top, me and bro switch hoes a lot (woo)
b+tch, 49, he a star (yeah), but he still’ll go post up on his block (for real)
n+gga come out the hood, gettin’ chips and cheese from the candy lady (ayy)
or a frozen cup, cold cup, whatever you say, b+tch, that’s how i say it (hoo)
we done seen a n+gga laugh all day, but when it come time, we leave sh+t dead (for real)
i was curled up in the bed when they put that monitor on my leg (hoo)
i don’t do too much talkin’, it’s to the point i’m payin’ hoes to f+ck (ayy)
just ’cause you took that lil’ thousand dollars, that don’t mean you a real+deal sl+t (hoo)
that just mean you the one that understand the green, know what come with this lil’ money (ayy)
i been takin’ pills every day, hoo, 49 young rich junkie, n+gga (junkie)
i ain’t even lyin’ to these hoes, i’m keepin’ it real (keepin’ it real)
catchin’ murder ones, we don’t care ’bout no attempts (’bout no attempts)
tell ’em look me up on google, b+tch, i’m him (b+tch, i’m him)
i’m a project n+gga eatin’ noodles with my shrimps (hoo)
b+tch, i pop sh+t like a plumber, like a pimp (like a pimp, n+gga)
in the c+ckpit with the pilot on the jet, n+gga (alright, alright, alright)
these all emeralds, we don’t care ’bout no baguette (woo, hoo)
when you see brother, better have your f+ckin’ gat, n+gga (for real)
[chorus: rob49 & wizz havinn]
when you the n+gga with all the money, all these hoes gon’ treat you different (for real)
give a f+ck i’m goin’ to link up with donald trump, i’m bringin’ my members (ayy)
one thing i hate about bougie hoes, they ain’t never had no ambition, huh (yeah)
only thing they know go get pretty and live off n+ggas (woo)
reason i hate these f+ck n+ggas, catch murders and tell they business, huh (for real)
they get in that jam (hoo), started singin’, new edition, hoo (alright)
i don’t need no rolex to tell my time, b+tch, this my time, huh (right now)
49 back outside, stand on business and pop that fye (aw yeah)

[verse 2: wizz havinn]
soon as i got all this money, i upgraded my pimpin’ (i upgraded my pimpin’)
just like fifa, all these b+tches wanna kick it, i’m the ticket (aw yeah)
i won’t do sh+t for attention, i’m a real street n+gga (i’m a real street n+gga)
know this sh+t ain’t sweet, n+gga, wizz keep that piece with him (know i keep that thang on me)
thirty on my piece, n+gga, i’ll be d+mned, i let you take it (i’ll be d+mned, i let you take it)
trappin’ out the trailer park, servin’ all the slim shadies (all the slim shadies)
rappin’ like a dope boy, you ain’t never sold nothin’ (never)
know that b+tch look good on the ‘gram, but she ain’t on nothin’ (but that b+tch ain’t worth nothin’)
i take the rocks and add it with the sand and make a whole one (make a whole thing)
solid n+gga, i won’t fold or bend, swear i’m the whole hundred

[interlude: wizz havinn]
you know i won’t change, n+gga
super
super motherf+ckin’ wizz
[chorus: rob49]
yeah, when you the n+gga with all the money, all these hoes gon’ treat you different (for real)
give a f+ck i’m goin’ to link up with donald trump, i’m bringin’ my members (ayy)
one thing i hate about bougie hoes, they ain’t never had no ambition, huh (yeah)
only thing they know go get pretty and live off n+ggas (woo)
reason i hate these f+ck n+ggas, catch murders and tell they business, huh (for real)
they get in that jam (hoo), started singin’, new edition, hoo (alright)
i don’t need no rolex to tell my time, b+tch, this my time, huh (right now)
49 back outside, stand on business and pop that fye (brrt)

- wizz havinn rob49 lyrics

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