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Yeah, yeah Woah, uh, yea, woah Brand new day so I gotta live life Heart so cold like we fuckin' on ice You cant have the sauce if you never had the spice Wakin' up too hoes that I met from last night Brand new day so I gotta live life Brand new day so I cannot think twice You cant have the sauce if u never had the spice Wakin' up too hoes that I met from last night And she lick me all up And I cant wear a shirt because she ripped it all up And I see you drop the ball so I pick the ball up I got money on the line never hang the call up What you need what you want? Baby I can't fake the funk Money boostin' my adrenaline you know I'm in a rush Shawty say she always feelin' me but barley keep in touch I dont even need a coat if i got Henny in my cup Yea, woah You the type of nigga cuff them bitches straight off Tinder I'm the type that bitch dont get nothing but chicken tenders Waking up and I get it every new day Lord my witness Niggas talkin' real spicy smack a nigga out his dentures It's gone be cold a summer had to set the temperature Told you I'm on ya heels I'm on ya neck it ain't no lettin' up Lord knows we was down but then shit changed with in a couples months And now I'm fuckin' model bitches straight up off of Tumblr My shawty praise Allah but her red bottoms Christian And I see you hating pussy nigga keep your distance Niggas tried to steal the grove I need it back with interest I'm stuck up in her throat like I'm Popeyes with the biscuits And she lick me all up And I cant wear a shirt because she ripped it all up And I see you drop the ball so I pick the ball up I got money on the line never hang the call up Damn, woah Brand new day so I gotta live life Brand new day so I cannot think twice You cant have the sauce if you never had the spice Wakin' up to hoes that I met from last night Quarter brick, half a brick, whole thang (yea) When im on the scene its a soul train (yea) Pull up in big bodies it take both lanes (yea) Niggas wifing thotties they got no shame (woah) Lil bitch are you stupid? Must be joking (are you joking?) Heard they sendin' shots but they got no aim (they got no aim) I just fuck the bitches that you posting, yea She just want the sauce she overdosing (I so groovy) Brand new day so I gotta live life Heart so cold like we fuckin' on ice You cant have the sauce if you never had the spice Wakin' up to hoes that I met from last night
Writer(s): Brandon Leaphart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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