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yung baby tate - new girl lyrics

[part i]

[intro]
tate!

[verse 1]
i’m a whole new girl now
ever since i got the bankroll, it’s been a whole new world now
i fly private, they fly kites
i wouldn’t trade places to save my life
blew up in their faces, so they hatin’
but i need blue faces, tell ’em pay my price
and that’s 100
200, 300, yeah, yeah, that’s four
i need some money, oh, blue money, oh
green money, yeah, yeah, need more
countin’ all these chips’ll make a b-tch feel brand new
ghetto fabulous, i’m rockin’ big hoops, yeah, they bamboos
with a blonde hairdo, fresher than my shampoo
i’ll make a fella wanna stay forever just like a tattoo

[chorus]
i’ve been drinkin’ jack for the past three days
they be tryna jack my swag, they can’t
they say i’m a blast from my past like the ’80s
he grippin’ on my -ss ’cause it’s smooth like a baby’s
and they call me yung baby, he call me big mama
i bring the big drama, and then i dip on ’em
i put my hand on his hip, i can tell he got the clip on him
i’m finna switch up my wig, now i’m a brand new b-tch on ’em

[verse 2]
got a brand new swag (brand new swag)
and it’s poppin’, yeah
everybody wear the same d-mn brand (same d-mn brand)
so they gave me no option
i pull up in that ‘what-the-f-ck-is-that?’
i see you lookin’ at my tag, b-tch, i’m in my bag
i never been a copycat
r-r-r-r-roger that, tell ’em i said it
and if they wanna go back and forth, tell ’em to dead it
’cause i’m livin’ my best life
i’m not beefin’ with hoes over clothes no, no
don’t know what that’s like
i’m on the road, doin’ shows, yeah, yeah (yeah)
i’m in a brand new city (new city)
got a brand new wig, and i might get some brand new t-tties
every time i pop out, it’s a look (it’s a look babe)
if your n-gga see me, he gettin’ took (gettin’ took, hey)
i already know these hoes be shook, as h-ll
’cause i pull up in a new-new like atl, yeah

[chorus]
i’ve been drinkin’ jack for the past three days
(i’ve been drinkin’ jack)
they be tryna jack my swag, they can’t
(and they be tryna jack my swag)
they say i’m a blast from my past like the ’80s
he grippin’ on my -ss ’cause it’s smooth like a baby’s
(grippin’, grippin’, grippin’, grippin’, yeah)
and they call me yung baby, he call me big mama
i bring the big drama, and then i dip on ’em
i put my hand on his hip, i can tell he got the clip on him
(i can tell)
i’m finna switch up my whip, now i’m a brand new b-tch on ’em
(brand new b-tch on ’em)

[outro]
i’m a brand new b-tch on ’em
oh, no
i’m a brand new b-tch on…
brand new b-tch on ’em
i’m a brand new b-tch, brand new b-tch on ’em
brand new b-tch, brand new b-tch on ’em

[part ii]

[pre-chorus]
i don’t wanna talk about the past, i’m on that new-new
see me and i skrrt off, on that -ss i’m like excuse you

[chorus]
yeah, i’m on that new-new, on that new-new
new-new, i’m on that new-new
yeah, i’m on that new-new, on that new-new
on that new-new, yeah, i’m on that new-new

[verse]
i’m on that n-e-w
i’m newer than the b-tch that’s layin’ right up under you
i’m cooler than a fridge, i’m hotter than a summer too
and i don’t give a f-ck ’bout numbers if it’s one or two
baby tate is comin’ through
like i got a brand new job
got-d-mn, i just got a brand new broad
like i hit a brand new scam, new fraud
i’m actin’ brand new like d-mn, who y’all?
(who the f-ck are you? i don’t know, b-tch)
laughin’ at the haters ’cause they stay on some old sh-t
knew he was a player ’cause he came in an old whip (skrrt, skrrt)
dancin’ on him and i felt the clip on both hips
flirtin’ right in front of his girl, i’m a bold b-tch
these n-ggas for everybody, they all get took

[pre-chorus]
i don’t wanna talk about the past i’m on that new-new (new sh-t)
i’m on that new-new, pull up in that new-new, new-new (new sh-t, new sh-t)
sn-tch a b-tch chain up like new-new (new sh-t, new sh-t)
don’t know where i came from like new-new (new sh-t)

[chorus]
yeah, i’m on that new-new, on that new-new (on that new sh-t)
new-new, i’m on that new-new (on that new sh-t)
yeah, i’m on that new-new, on that new-new (on that new sh-t)
on that new-new, yeah, i’m on that new-new (i’m on that new sh-t)

[outro]
i’ll be more than a lover, more than a woman
more than your lover
i’ll be more than a lover
more than a woman, more than enough for you (i wanna be more)
more than a lover, more than a woman
even more under covers
i’ll be more than a lover, more than a woman
more than enough for you

- yung baby tate lyrics

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