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Yung Joc
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Young Joc
What's up?
What it do nephew?
You know what it is
All brand new shit
[Chorus: Yung Joc & (Yung Joc)
It ain't my fault (It's not my fault, partner)
That everything you get is used (And you
You probably can't help that, that, no)
And I buy all my shit brand new (I don't have
A problem with spending the money, you know)
When I walk into the room, they choose
I mean, I'm Yung Joc, man, come on)
'Cause they know my whips, my ice is
Brand new (You know what I'm sayin'?)
From my fitted down to my shoes
I enter the room and your bitch might choose
Look me up and down from my head to toe
Then point the exit then I tell 'em let's go
S5, don't forget the 50
What'd it cost me? About a hundred fifty
Damn, what's this? Why it's so sticky?
That's good kush, quarter cost you 'bout a hundred fifty
Smell the leather, still brand new
Lookin' at the sky through that panoramic view
She say she like my jeans, even like my sneaks
That's the new Guccis, five hundred a piece
I make her smile, when I smile back
Check the doors, counters, stones, y'all bought that
Baby, we can go to Paris or Toronto
Brand new shades, who's that? Ferragamo
[Chorus: Yung Joc & (Yung Joc)
It ain't my fault (It's not my fault, partner)
That everything you get is used (And you
You probably can't help that, that, no)
And I buy all my shit brand new (I don't have
A problem with spending the money, you know)
When I walk into the room, they choose
I mean, I'm Yung Joc, man, come on)
'Cause they know my whips, my ice is brand new
Never drive the same car twice
You still buyin' chains, I'm into chippin' ice
You know, is it real or fake, how much a killer make?
I'm 'bout ownin' somethin', ya dig? Real estate
I'm in an '08 Escalade, with brand new Gucci shades
I'm playin' it and singin' it while stayin' up for days
You know my entourage, I does it extra large
Blue bezels for my nizzles, double what you charge
So whenever you see me, you know I'm fresh to death
French tip on my nails and now my hair is fresh
In some brand new clothes, with some brand new hoes
Is them Phantom doors on that brand new Rolls?
On another level, blue rose petals
And when I walk the block, I make everybody wanna talk a lot
To brag and boast, that ain't my style, the high sidin' profile
I'd rather blow a pound with my pal than do what you style
[Chorus: Yung Joc & (Yung Joc)
It ain't my fault (It's not my fault, partner)
That everything you get is used (And you
You probably can't help that, that, no)
And I buy all my shit brand new (I don't have
A problem with spending the money, you know)
When I walk into the room, they choose
I mean, I'm Yung Joc, man, come on)
'Cause they know my whips, my ice is brand new
I let her fantasize, I'm her fantasy
She couldn't fathom us fuckin' on top of Phantom seats
Now we worldwide, speakin' different languages
My puto, they on, now can you hang with it?
I'm a boss, girl, you lookin' for a job
Fuck me on your lunch break and you're sure to starve
Get a raise when that brain keep me in a daze
Custom made suede, Gucci shoes, I'm on another page
And my money so long (My money so long)
I swear my money so long (I ain't lyin')
Murcielagos just for the car doors
This the main event, those niggas is side shows
Where I reside, ho, you're considered a side ho
AirTran and peanuts, it's time to slide, ho
Where I reside, ho, you're considered a side ho
AirTran and peanuts, it's time to slide, ho
[Chorus: Yung Joc & (Yung Joc)
It ain't my fault (It's not my fault, partner)
That everything you get is used (And you
You probably can't help that, that, no)
And I buy all my shit brand new (I don't have
A problem with spending the money, you know)
When I walk into the room, they choose
I mean, I'm Yung Joc, man, come on)
'Cause they know my whips, my ice is brand new
It's so cold
Yung Joc, what it do nephew?
All brand new shit
Bad Boy, ya dig?
E.S. my nig'
I'ma smoke on out like that there
I'ma jump off in this brand new car I got
These brand new shoes, this brand new outfit
This brand new sack of chronic I got
And I'm lookin' at this bitch like, oh yeah, I'm actin' real brand new
I don't even know you, for real
That's the business
See ya
It ain't my fault
It ain't my fault
It ain't my fault, my nigga
Everything you got is used
That's a used chain, nigga had that chain on like four years ago
Them some used shoes you got, the automobile was used
Nigga, you ain't, all that shit, nigga
Your bitch is used too, nigga
Yeah, it's all hood though
It ain't my fault
We just gon' keep doin' it, so brand new
'07, Yeah
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