New Boyz - I Don't Care What They Say lyrics

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New Boyz - I Don't Care What They Say lyrics

[Verse 1: Legacy] Legaaa?! Aw-aw-aw, hello bad b**h Hello, hello, bad b**h Sound like a nitch but the herb got a n***a too on that mellow swag sh** Like ooh yeah you co*ky huh? But I bet you can't take it like a Rocky Punch Trynna get it in, get it in, get it in Wanna let my stick hit it, Ms. Hockey Puck? I'm hella throwed, you're hella throwed I even got a big girl call that b**h my Jello bone The way she blow you can't see my sh**, got that Hellen Keller dome You ever been to the space museum? well my dick just like that telescope! Woo, damn, woo, damn, the p**y from my wish list Stopped callin it kitty, 'casue them cats be on that fish sh** Ughh, she say she'll hit the team because it's worth it She want many men, take them shots like Curtis b**h! [Hook: Legacy] This goes out to all the, bad b**hes. where's ya cup? I'm taking your girl I don't give a f** I don't care what they say (I don't care) What they say (I don't care) What they say (I don't care) You about to leave yo man tonight I swear, you'll be glad that I took you home You about to leave yo man tonight Now when I'm done you gon' tell him to leave you alone You about to leave yo man tonight [Verse 2: Big Sean] Okay I make her call me B-I b**h I'm on my B-I All my bottles, they be knee-high I rep G's down, I put tree high I'm fresh out that f**ing limo, & I'm everything but sober Br-br-br-br-breaking out tree, & bagging it up like it's october I walked in this b**h with a grip in my hand I tell her I'm me, she jizzed in her pants She shake it around & around & around Her coochie's a plug, my stick is uhh dead I found 20,000, she just found my dick.. (hahaha).. so I guess we both just hit a lick! I tell her welcome, welcome, welcome to the good life Heard you had a bad day? Well let's make it a good night If they say we ain't BIG, we'll turn this to a Suge Knight Let's swim in alcohol & hop up on that red eye kush flight I'm Mr. Big, b**h. I do it, I do it Boii, boii, boii [Hook] [Verse 3: Ben J] Now why yo girl all up on me like I'm John Doe Hangin'out backstage, waitin' for a photo Oh you dance? what you's in go-go? Well sure look nice to meet ya Know yo dude f**ing up, he can't handle yo model features On a scale of 1 through 9 Sorry short, but you's a dime Know yo man loss, I'm not gon' hesitate to make you mine I'm 'bout to snatch you up! Like a food market, time to bag her up Because I only got one night, so we actin' up When them girls get drunk we bring 'em up So much s*uts & it's so much fun So much a** that I can't get back so I keep on going 'cuase I can't get enough Lil mama where you going so much paper to be made So much lyin' to be talked, my girl prefer to give me brain I'm just sayin', I'm the same, yeah girl yo man frontin' Fire flame, fire flame, f** with us we all comin' [Hook]

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