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newer one - damedot lyrics

[intro]
(good lookin’, dnell)
yeah
let me get warmed up
phew
phew
phew (ayy)
yeah (mafia sh*t, n*gga)
ayy
if i ain’t got sh*t, b*tch, i got these hundreds

[chorus]
neck and wrist got me flooded
can’t none of you n*ggas stop the money
lil’ bro’ll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
pulled up, said she tryna munch me
put her lil’ sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, i’m a motherf*ckin’ ape, y’all some f*ckin’ monkeys
old b*tch ’bout to crash out ’bout my newer one
the ‘dweller was gettin’ kind of old, i bought a newеr one
i be lookin’ at a group of hoes likе i want two of them
gettin’ money not a real surprise, it must be new to them

[verse 1]
yeah, lately, i’ve been gettin’ to it
put the new coupe right on ruccis
put the old school right on forgis
bowling ball paint looking gorgeous
i suggest you leave that b*tch alone, boy, if you can’t afford her
all i’m doin’ is holdin’ on to racks, i’m a f*ckin’ h**rder
i ain’t never been a ball hog, but i’m a f*ckin’ scorer
yeah, n*gga out the way, leave today, i’ll be there in the morning
a n*gga play with me, we gon’ put you under
[chorus]
neck and wrist got me flooded
can’t none of you n*ggas stop the money
lil’ bro’ll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
pulled up, said she tryna munch me
put her lil’ sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, i’m a motherf*ckin’ ape, y’all some f*ckin’ monkeys
old b*tch ’bout to crash out ’bout my newer one
the ‘dweller was gettin’ kind of old, i bought a newer one
i be lookin’ at a group of hoes like i want two of them
gettin’ money not a real surprise, it must be new to them

[verse 2]
my old friends turned into haters, i need newer ones
you see it say 680 on this benz, this the newest one
you only seen this chopstick one time, it’s just a few of them
bro and ’em catch him lackin’, it ain’t no tellin’ what they gon’ do to him
i can’t even tell a b*tch the time, i got a froze face
my new b*tch look so f*ckin’ pretty, she make hoes ache
we been in the foreign, twistin’ zaza, n*gga, all day
roro say he love me, he gon’ walk you down in broad day
pourin’ drank like it ain’t nothin’
counting money, i ain’t clubbin’
seconds left, it’s final quarter
i’ma score before the buzzer
she gon’ let whoever and them f*ck, she don’t care they brothers
i just mixed some mid with some ‘za, finna go serve my cousin
[chorus]
neck and wrist got me flooded
can’t none of you n*ggas stop the money
lil’ bro’ll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
pulled up, said she tryna munch me
put her lil’ sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, i’m a motherf*ckin’ ape, y’all some f*ckin’ monkeys
old b*tch ’bout to crash out ’bout my newer one
the ‘dweller was gettin’ kind of old, i bought a newer one
i be lookin’ at a group of hoes like i want two of them
gettin’ money not a real surprise, it must be new to them

- damedot lyrics

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