Cousin Fik - Brand New b**h lyrics

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Cousin Fik - Brand New b**h lyrics

[Verse 1 : Suga Free ] Go with that girl will make your nut up, uh Sugar free up in the club like what up, uh! Hair whip, fresh fit, feeling fondle Free with that name, strike game It just don't sound cool No she don't want you now But she gonna want you later man b**h I'ma be Katt William's cool by then Going hard in the player paint Wash condition, blow dry, press flat iron Hands clip, nails dipped, you're something I wanna sell b**h Yeah sure you ain't a groupie, plenty lie on it Rather get tossed around then miss you 25 hunned Sugar Free, a way better s**a ducka Check an out of pocket b**h, mayweather motherf**er b**h I don't know what the f** you think this is You looking at it as if you say the b**h is Now temptation, sayin, whoa shut up Yeah we gonna scratch you till we get you b**h And ain't gonna lie now Now what that horn do? [Hook] x 2 I went to the mall got a fix All these hating a** n***as on my dick I slide through the trap like this And I left out the party with a brand new b**h [Verse 2 : Cousin Fik] I came out the party hella over The opposite of sober New b**h, fresh out the box Still going up, like a good stock Dope dick thrown back, for the gwap You know you wanna give me neck, you a bop Show me you got intellect, give me top Cause if not, ho I'm shutting down shop b**h! Sick with it, b**h straight about the f**ing V f** with them then you know you gotta f** with me Cousin Fik, I ain't never been a s**er G Ain't another n***a ever did time cause of me Puffing on trees, sipping bubbly Put her hb if the double tree Say she wanna poster up all because of me And in the next morning I'm right back in the streets and I [Hook] x 2 [Verse 3 : Problem] Tell her bout the thang with the bop Had a b**h busting big like a chopper Prrrr, k**ing that p**y, call the coppers n***a mad cause I had his baby come like a doctor Moving like a mobster, eating on pasta Run up on me wrong, you gon dread it like a rasta By my clock I bite cheese like rat Molly got my hoes here twisted like that Diamond Lane gang n***a come get with it Keep a thick nurse cause I'm so sick with it Shout out to the water, shout out to the bay f** away with us betta put a k in C.O.M.P.T.O.N. and that is what I'm repping Tryina find a brainiac so I can get a lesson Busting nut then get higher After that it's a rap, no flat iron [Hook] x 2

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