| (feat. C-Note, Lil' O, TC) | |
| [Papa Reu] | |
| Yo, | |
| When I see my boy C-Note I'ma buy him somethin' brand new, | |
| When I find Lil' O, | |
| You know he gone keep somethin' new, | |
| And of course, you know the original, | |
| Papa Reu!!!! | |
| I'ma keep somethin' new, new, new, | |
| Look | |
| [First Verse: Papa Reu + Lil' O] | |
| [Papa Reu] | |
| We gone buy somethin' new, for the millenium, | |
| This triple O jag cost two million, | |
| Buy somethin' new, for the century, | |
| Double O, one drop top Bentley, | |
| And I'm gonna clown when they see me, | |
| In a jag truck with four TV's, | |
| Yachts and jets, yes we're overseas, | |
| Best to get presidential role's | |
| [Lil' O] | |
| Watch me get an A plus for the way that I bust, | |
| Presidental role's with biggetes and ice plus, | |
| Like plush, all of my foes they bite dust, | |
| When I bust my beretta, fat rat, with the cheddar, | |
| Drop the top on the cadillac, cool, and yell "WHOA!", | |
| Hoes askin' who the fuck is that? | |
| It's Lil' O, | |
| You ain't know? These other ones shine, I glow, | |
| Blood stream for State, cristal and hydro, | |
| Man the way that I go, be havin' niggas sayin' man he left with my hoe, | |
| And made a woman swear like she was doin' Tae-Bo, | |
| And Lil' O, man he put it in they face I know, | |
| For real I know, | |
| Bitches young follow him, | |
| He bail up in the club like he's King Solomon, | |
| Young nigga thuggin' ain't no stoppin' him, | |
| Poppin' champagne, jewelry with the rocks in 'em, | |
| The O ain't trippin', come on | |
| [Chorus: Papa Reu] | |
| We gone shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, | |
| Platinum role's to tell the time, time, time, time, time, time, time, | |
| And all the diamonds gonna blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, blind, | |
| Rollin' twenties all the time, time, time, time, time, time, time | |
| [Second Verse: Papa Reu + TC + C-Note] | |
| [Papa Reu] | |
| The windows be tinted, and we be in it, | |
| Five hundred cruise control, lights all in it, | |
| On the coast of Puerto Rico, with some women, | |
| Where my shorties at? Where they at? | |
| So come here my baby, | |
| You look and now you wearin' them guccis, | |
| So take me to where them rude boys be preachin', | |
| You know they say we rich and we bubblin', we bubblin' | |
| [TC] | |
| We got so much money, we can't even count, | |
| Check my credit cards, bout X amount, | |
| Bout to pull somethin', out the garage, | |
| Seventeen, playin' with bout ten cars, | |
| My nigga Rue, bout to survive bank, | |
| I'm steady clubbin', ain't even old to drink, | |
| Ballin', that's all I know, | |
| White bentley off the showroom floor | |
| [C-Note] | |
| We gone buy somethin' new, | |
| Two thousand dollars a shoe, | |
| Ice the benz candy blue, now I'm comin' through, | |
| My lex bubble like moets and them private jets, | |
| With ten K around my neck, Prince and cut biggetes, | |
| I'm in the game like EA Sports, | |
| No more standin' on the corner pushin' island resorts, | |
| C-Note to buy the cars, we some million dollar players, | |
| We go with Papa Reu, cuz we real rhyme sayers, | |
| Parle' ers, police give me tickets cuz we ballerific, | |
| Next time I'm poppin' big shots, cuz all my letters kick it, | |
| Now we bitch slappers cuz we fantabulous, | |
| Walk around sell out the show, cuz niggas tired of us | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Papa Reu] | |
| Buy somethin' new, somethin' brand new, | |
| Buy somethin' new, somethin' really, really new, | |
| Buy somethin' brand new, somethin' brand new, | |
| Buy somethin' brand new, really, really new |
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