文本歌词

Something New (Explicit Album Version) - Cam'ron/Hell Rell
Look ma
I don't care who you with
I ain't here to shoot the sh*t
When you see me
You gon' see an exclusive whip
A coupe or six
That's neither here or there
But we can be here or there you feel me
I'm killa
So that means you dealing with skrilla
You ever felt chinchilla huh
Killa
Ayo she even on the internet computer
Or watching lifetime tv
But she never met me in her life time never
Wore a size 5 five roll with five-nine 9
I keep 9-9 nine for the pipeline
And they call me ruger rell
How you doing baby
What's good
I like how you haul with the bricks
I can move 'em baby
Yeah Mr Campbell
I'm kind of souped ma
I ain't into talking
It's you getting in the coupe ma
Yeah plus her eyes hot
Hot get in my drop drop
She said why sh*t I'm like why not
Where you wanna go
The waffle house ihop
Now sit ya head in my lap
Meet cyclopse
Or we can do Mr Kay's on the weekdays
Steakhouse weekends
Feeling using sheep skins word
And I'm all grown up with a peach benz
I'm tryna f**k I ain't really wanna be friends
Uh she fly she fly
She cute she cute
She ride in what
In coupes oh
She shoot she nice she rude
But she still want something new
Dipset remember summer crazy loco
But you been mad since brenda had a baby 91
I'm just a offspring members of the 80's
Give surrender to his lady
Get offended if she play me
Whoa
I know a lot of men are phony
You just looking for that homey
That can be ya tenderoni
That one and only
That stop from being lonely
That chachi to ya joni
That rock ya little pony
Hell rell and a model sitting in a gt k-I-s-s-I-n-g
First come love
Nah it ain't love
I'm a gangsta
Make her hold my guns to my drugs
Yeah I know she feeling a gangsta but
It's hard for her to be with a gangsta
There's some certain things
That she gotta do to keep me happy
Fry some good chicken
When I hit it call me daddy c'mon
Weeks ave mama I get cash mama
Those some sexy thighs
I like that a** mama
Something like a g cause I bust my mag
Mama you don't love me you just love my swag
Uh she fly she fly
She cute she cute
She ride in what
In coupes oh
She shoot she nice she rude
But she still want something new
And I'm lactose intolerant
Pack toast no tolerance
Black mac in backpack
Blackjack and hollasense
Any turbulence turbulence
We'll go to providence
I keep the murder tints
On the impalaminge
Any murder prints sh
No acknowledgment
I go to work sir sir
She in college miss
If I like her I'm cuffing her
The wife of a hustler
Be nice to ya customers
When she bite it I muzzle her
Tight when I cuddle her
That's right when I puzzle her
Yeah I'm right for the jugular
I ain't tryna juggle ya
Diamonds when I smother her
Yeah
And you know all my guns got a muffler
Just wanna see the slut in her
I don't want a hug from her nope
This the life and I'm living it up
And if you wanna be with a g
Then get in my truck
Uh she fly she fly
She cute she cute
She ride in what
In coupes oh
She shoot she nice she rude
But she still want something new