Lyrics:
in the tub so I can take a bubble bath
Clean, dry, was my body and hair
I threw on my brand new Doggy underwear
For all the bitches I might take
the past is torn asunder
The past is torn asunder climb through the cloud, reach out and touch the veil
Season four
Brand new and beautiful
I hear
Is course and kind of hoarse and cut
Like I'm throwing a thousand knives
Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound
Reach
and kind of hoarse and cut
Like I'm throwing a thousand knives
Party people gather 'round
What we have here is a brand new sound
Reach for my waist, you hit
hope you can relate
Got some brand new shoes and a brand new tee
It's the same old dude but a brand new me
I've been up and I've been down
Thought I
and kind of hoarse and cut
Like I'm throwing a thousand knives
Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound
Reach for my waist you hit
and we hop outta cars
Jump out and beat you down in some new All-stars
No stars and stripes, just bars and pipes
And niggaz just start shootin', they
jus popped)
Bitches flock
(Bitches flock)
When cash comes
(Brinks truck)
It's a lot
(Got a lot)
Brand new coupe
(Brand new whip)
It's a crop top
(Drop
When class starts, suddenly my heart
Felt a warm and calming glow
Emanating by the door
A shy girl that lights the world up with her smile
All while
were to tell you
There's a fresh third part out there?
Which was found by a hip, new prophet
Who had a little
Donny Osmond flair
Have you heard
a change in me
This change in my heart
Now I've got a brand new start
Now I'm walking in your light
Thank You, Jesus
Thank You, Lord
That's banana clips
Jumpin' out the hotbox feeling like some brand new kicks
College dropout, never knew how to stick to the scripts
Mayonnaise coloured
pretend, fake ya brand, spray the tan
I'm prayin' that you never get forgiven when you make amends
It's making sense like brains in head
no paper since I
Is course and kind of hoarse and cut
Like I'm throwing a thousand knives
Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound
Reach
Is course and kind of hoarse and cut
Like I'm throwing a thousand knives
Party people gather 'round
What we have here is a brand new sound
Reach
all ran out of luck
And while I watch them make their pitch
I remember life's a son of a bitch
(I don't wanna go)
To the concrete jungle
(I don't wanna
saying wait
Now Amiris on my feet
And I’m winning in this race
God don’t make mistakes
Hook
Brand new bag
Got me brand new swag
Brand new time zone
Don't act brand new
Just chill
It ain't my fault that you in your feels
Don't act brand new
We can laugh
You know I held it down from the start
Tell
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
I was way down bad lookin' for brand new tactics
Tight roping between sorrow and sadness
Faith dead and crustin' over I ain't have no chapstick
Mama
Don't run, I'm gonna chase you (Chase you)
Point blank, that's how the Yanks do (Yeah)
Brand new shrink, had a breakthrough
Brand new mink for
start)
Who you gonna turn to?
When you said that I was nothing to you it took me by surprise
(And it feels like a brand new start)
Waiting for the world
[Chorus]
I'm a brand new me
I've been shattered by the storm but I survived
I'm a brand new me
I found a revelation in the tears I cried
I opened up
pockets
Bitch if I stamp it I'm standing, I live by it
Baby I'm a star, engine push to start
Switching out the bezel, brand new Audemars
Bro don't look too
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