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    YUNG JOC

    Hustlenomic$ 2007 ©

    Brand New

    Yung joc (sup)
    What it do nephew
    All brand new sh*t


    It aint my fault
    (it's not my fault partna)
    That everything you get is used
    (you prolly cant help that)
    And i buy all my sh*t brand new
    (i dont have a problem with spending the money ya know)
    When i walk into the room they choose
    (i mean im yung joc man)
    Cuz they know my whips my ice is brand new


    From my fitted down to my shoes
    I enter the room and your b*tch might choose
    Look me up and down from my head to toe
    They point the exit then i tell em lets go
    S5 dont forget the fifty
    What it cost me? about a hundred fifty
    Damn whats this? why so sticky
    Thats good kush woulda cost ya bout a hundred fifty
    Still on another level still brand new
    Lookin at the sky through that panaromic view
    She say she like my jeans even like my sneaks
    Thats the new guccis 500 a piece
    I make her smile and i smile back
    Check the doors caddystones ya i bought that
    Baby we can go to paris or toronto
    Brand new shades whose that




    Never drive the same car twice
    You still buying chains
    Im in there chipping ice
    Ya know is it real or fake
    How much a killa make
    Im bout owning something ya digg real estate
    Im in the '08 escalade with brand new gucci shades
    Im flanging it singing it we staying up for days
    You know my entourage i does it extra large
    Blue bezels for my nizzles double what you charge
    So whenever u see me you know im fresh2death
    French tip on my nails and now my hair is fresh
    In some brand new clothes with some brand new hoes
    Is that phantom doors on that brand new rolls
    On another level blue rose petals and when
    I walk the the block i make everyone wanna talk alot
    To brag and boast that aint my style
    To high signing and profile
    I'd rather blow a pound with my pound and do what you say




    I let her fantasize
    Im a fanstay
    She couldnt fathom us f*cking on top of phantom seats
    Now we worldwide speaking different laguages
    ??
    Now can ya hang with it
    Im a boss girl you looking for a job
    F*ck me on your lunch break and you're sure to star
    Get a raise when that brain keep me in a daze
    Custom made suede gucci shoes im on another page
    And my money so long
    My money so long
    I sware my money so long
    Versalagos just for the car doors
    This the main event those niggers is side shows
    Where i reside oh you consider the side oh
    Ashtray and peanuts its time to slide off
    Where i reside oh you consider the side oh
    Ashtray and peanuts its time you slide off




    Yung joc what it do nephew
    All brand new sh*t
    Dat boi
    Im gonna smoke on out like that dere
    Im gonna jump off in this brand new car i got
    Brand new shoes brand new outfit
    This brand new sac of chronic i got
    Now im lookin a this b*tch like oh ya im acting all brand new
    I dont even know you fo real
    Thats the business
    See ya

    It aint my fault
    It aint my fault
    It aint my fault
    Everything you got is used
    Thats a used chain
    Nigga had that chain on like 4 years ago
    There some used shoes you got
    Your automobile is used
    Nigga you dont even...all that shit nigga
    Your b*tch is used too nigga
    Yeah it's all hood though
    It aint my fault
    We just gonna keep doing it
    So brand new
    '07

    2007 ©

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