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yung simmie - new bitch lyrics

[intro]
renegade
renegade

[chorus]
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
i just took your girl
now i’m riding with a new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
ridin’ round the town
all wool with a new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
just left my b-tch
cause i think i need a new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
new b-tch
i’ll take your girl
if i think i need a new b-tch

[verse 1]
flyin with a new b-tch
foreign and she super thick
pull up in that crown vic’
hates looking fever sick
haters is irrelevant
so i don’t wanna talk to them
hoppin out the car
groupies watchin
now they stalking him
know he got that gwap on him
know he drop the top on him
pull up in that mustang
like a great dane
man i’m d-gg-n him
b-tches wanna swallow him
so i let them swallow him
bad b-tches calling him
they wanna have a son with him
say they in love with him
wanna toast the gun for him
he ain’t tryna wife no b-tch
he pull up with another one
new b-tch new
they don’t tell me i ain’t the one
new b-tch new
they don’t tell me that she ain’t the one

[verse 2]
pull up with a new b-tch
and she super phat
-ss so fat that i catch it and she throw it back
i ain’t even know em
and i beat it
made it catch a cab
new b-tch new
they my old b-tch looking fat
baggin b-tches like a hefty bag
i can never lag
i’m a pimp
with my hand
already copped that
stop that
heard you’d be chillin where them cops at
new b-tch
met her on the block
so she bout that
i do’s this
bad b-tches stripping to my music
new b-tch
new to the game so she clueless
old b-tch actin up
so i had to pack her up
just got a new b-tch
i flew her in from africa

- yung simmie lyrics

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