Ca**ius Jay - New Clothes lyrics

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Ca**ius Jay - New Clothes lyrics

[Ad-lib] [Hook] If they ever ask you why you weigh them O's Tell them muf**as to buy some brand new clothes Only one way to go and get them hoes Fall up in this b**h in some brand new clothes Grandma used to tell me boy you love that mall Catch me bouncing through this b**h new socks, new drawers My n***as breaking down pounds I'm talkin' straight elbows Bout to make a play and go and get some brand new clothes [Verse 1] As fresh as I is baby as fine as you are I think you been in the dark girl what you need is a star Thanks to the fork and the recipe I'm a local celebrity Plus I got all this creed on so you probably smelling me Yeah I look like a fed charge bout to catch me a felony Boy you look like some money man in the mirror be tellin' me They say boy how you feel I say as good as I'm looking This fresh it should be a crime read his Mirandas and book 'em A million dollars for bail, tell the judge go to hell As you see beat the case then I got back to my mail They had ya boy in the county, bologna sandwiches sick When I stepped out that county boy I was fresh then a b**h [Hook] If they ever ask you why you weigh them O's Tell them muf**as to buy some brand new clothes Only one way to go and get them hoes Fall up in this b**h in some brand new clothes Grandma used to tell me boy you love that mall Catch me bouncing through this b**h new socks, new drawers My n***as breaking down pounds I'm talkin' straight elbows Bout to make a play and go and get some brand new clothes [Verse 2] That sh** that they tryna do, look I already done it What the f** they gone run cause I already run it Let's just keep it 100, let's just keep it a buck If it come out my mouth you know that sh** adding up And the way that I'm feeling I might just f** up the re-up Just know they won't touch my feet if them sh**s don't cost a G up Baby shoes is a stack and my belt is a rack You know you ain't even goin' out, you got fresh for the trap Some n***a die 'bout this paper because they can't live without it Swear that sh** make a local n***a buy something exotic Just know that I blew a check, so I can get me some love Just make it part like the red sea when I walk in the club [Hook] If they ever ask you why you weigh them O's Tell them muf**as to buy some brand new clothes Only one way to go and get them hoes Fall up in this b**h in some brand new clothes Grandma used to tell me boy you love that mall Catch me bouncing through this b**h new socks, new drawers My n***as breaking down pounds I'm talkin' straight elbows Bout to make a play and go and get some brand new clothes [Ad-lib]

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