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Gold Hippy - Brand New Day lyrics

Artist: Gold Hippy

album: Brand New Day


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

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