New Boyz - The New Motto lyrics

Ben J: I'm the new guy, Bill Harrison Started this sh** and no comparison and this is my sound and we embarra**ed them Sounds so good I had to inherit them We at the club and my song's on at the moment If it's dealin' with weed and now we all condone it Never roll by myself n***a roll 40 .........??? Got this p**y poppin on me I'm turnt, I'm turnt, I'm turnt I feel like spendin' cash lil mama go to work See I got a red eye I'm smokin on a flapper Got a leak in them hoes baby girl work the pipe It's gettin later in the night I rolled up like dice Keep this goin go this ex ell don't need a price and this girl got nice feet Sho the homies want to meet cha Oh the show girl well I wouldn't wanna beat her nowww How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? 2-O in every year least make a mill When I get my sh** pop All my sh** fadle. Mess with the little homie then all my n***as fadin n***as scrappin on the pavement. Bustas get dealt with Riders not rollin I'm going out by myself sh**ttt Hit a dude down tell that big n***a get it Sorry for the misunderstanding I'm the real n***a what's up? Chorus: Now she want a photo Pullin on my clothes doe Merges in my lane not the model n***a you know Man we bout it everyday Keep a cup in my possession Boy I hit an ?????? got another one for the session Everyday, Everyday Talkin bout it's a recession But my money on point Checkin me for the lessons Legacy: Likeee I do moves A motherf**in star Treat her like a pail, better f**in come hard hold up I have a lot of s**, so I'm the f**in man You finger 3 models everytime you shake my f**in hand and boppin hoes them poppin off after shows L.A. in this b**h and I ain't talkin bout the callll Hit the airport with them hands in her bra got my eyes all low like my hand writin small hold up I be puffin on that dry dry lettuce with sh** ain't fly my sh** make Wesley Snipes like hetti Gonna dye me you should lie and say that you foreignnnn All this p**y in my house could you say that I hoardinnnn??? You had fun don't regret it at all You ain't gotta start to get wet Give head in the star Right? Do without b**hes Hard to imagine ......"music" Dem booty clappin The n***as talk bout the hours that they smashin, but they flos like an*l They're raps a f**in a** This the last sh** that we gonna show off tonight So I guess in 2012 we gonna blow up twice haha Chorus: Now she want a photo Pullin on my clothes doe Merges in my lane not the model n***a you know Man we bout it everyday Keep a cup in my possession Boy I hit an ?????? got another one for the session Everyday, Everyday Talkin bout it's a recession But my money on point Checkin me for the lesson n***a