New sh*t lyrics

by

Jae Millz


[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Ugh! Flow gifted like the honor roll
In crunch time, I deliver like Domino's
A different freak for every day; I got all kind of hoes
I slide them di*k and get the f*ck out, never mind them hoes
But never mind them hoes, I got all kind of flows
I switch them up so quick as f*ck, I got a timeless flow
Young animal, punishing the ProTools
Eating this beat up like soul food, you n*ggas old news

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same sh*t every day?
I mean, the same sh*t—Ashley and Mary Kate
Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray
How come you talking out your ass but ain’t got sh*t to say?
I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste
Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race
Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them b*tches' face
Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them b*tches taste

[Verse 2: Jae Millz]
This rap sh*t is our house, you n*ggas just visiting
Young Money wolverines, b*tch, no Michigan (Ha!)
I get in them hoes' ears and reel them in like fishermen (Leggo!)
And throw they ass in the truck and we rolls like Michelins (Ha)
All—All hail the kings (Kings), crowns glistening
I stunt hard as I f*ck 'cause I ain’t getting a chance to live again
Focused is what you better get, boy, we on that better sh*t (Yes)
All bosses, no executives, you just repetitive (Ha)
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same sh*t every day?
I mean, the same sh*t—Ashley and Mary Kate
Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray
How come you talking out your ass but ain’t got sh*t to say?
I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste
Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race
Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them b*tches' face
Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them b*tches taste

[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
b*tch—b*tch, we balling
Tired of the same sh*t, I need a different toilet
Okay, let me pick my target
Pick them off, now, come pick them up
Big dog, I don't bark, I buck
Tell them b*tches I don't talk, I f*ck
Tell them n*ggas I don't walk, I run this sh*t, I come to punish sh*t
And I bet they won't be flushing this Young Money sh*t
We on some other sh*t, they on the same sh*t
b*tch, I'm Mack Maine; I'm Mack Maine, b*tch!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same sh*t every day?
I mean, the same sh*t—Ashley and Mary Kate
Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray
How come you talking out your ass and ain’t got sh*t to say?
Young Tune, motherf*cker, no anime
Dr. Carter, motherf*cker, come to amputate
Cash Money, too much money to calculate
Young Money, that new sh*t in your face
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste
Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race
Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them b*tches' face
Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them b*tches taste
Give me the beat and I'ma beat the beat like Anna Mae
What the f*ck you thought?
You know I keep the heat like Saint Tropez
C—Cash Money, too much money to calculate
Young Money, that new sh*t on your face
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