Lyrics:
is coming, so you better get on your knees
Today, bottle rockets are two for one but salvation's free
He said, "I quit my job at a big church where
ting on the lows
Brand new whip yuh, Brand new whip
Got a brand new bitch yuh
Brand new whip yuh, Brand new whip
Got a brand new bitch yuh
Brand new whip
the game
When you just chasing fame
Bout to switch lanes in this brand new Mulsanne
Fly by niggas I be going Usain
Ohh woo, ohh woo, oh woo, ooh woo
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
You a astronaut, baby, everything we do brand new
More water than Cancun, me and you, we some tycoons
We light up a whole room, we hot like May
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
2024 it's knocking at yo door
We're making a toast it's a brand new year
Standing on business when the homie say cheers
We're popping the bottles
go)
3 seconds be the limit 0 to sixty
Had to get cold ice my wrist like I'm Bennett (My wrist like I'm Bennett)
Brand new presi' rollie' but KP
be
Breaking Bottles
Bottles are popping, we living the life
Christ must hold on, I'm not done with mine
I got more years
This is my life
I wasn't
New Year's Day
Intro
New Year's Day
We sit in a tub
Me and my bae
With a bottle a bub
Chorus
New Year's Day
We sit in a tub
Me and my bae
with wet matches and bottle rockets
While cop walkie talkies walk outside my apartment obnoxious
Tonight's special consists of stale fiber from shitty
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
they said
'Cause in about a year, you'll be like "Wake me when I'm dead"
(Wake up!)
The Masta, the Ace and the Brand New, the Heavies
(Wake up!)
past not knowing
How to cry
And selling my dad's Oxy
Just for money to get by
Running from the pain
And the fear
Of our bottle rocket
Teenage years
We
Doc
And his strange op
Not that bad
For tigers and cubs
Poor, the burned crocs
Bore the new blocks
Built by corrupted fucks
Like Peta
Extremists hidden
brand new drops
All them bitches got brand new wheels
None of my niggas ain't got no deal
None of my niggas ain't got no job
All of my niggas got 2
empty school halls|crowded boat ramps|faded cut offs|brand new suntans||burnin charcoal|chillin longnecks|never gets old|i'll take all that I can
We came to rock it all night
We came to rock it left to right
If you wanna rocket, let's take a flight
We gonna rocket baby... Baby!
It's about
on your bitch, I'm a mindtracker
I don't want your bitch, nigga, mine better
Brand new Maserati, yeah, mine faster
Everything up to date
All my jury
Midnight marks another year gone by
Hear the bottle rockets scream across the sky
Everybody's on an Auld Lang high
Like there's never been a night
drop it's gone be my year
Used to ride coach now I ride in a lier
Young rich nigga I'm the talk of the town
The plug re-up got a brand new pound
Cartier
wine
In a brand new bottle
It's the same old wine
In a brand new bottle
Teach our children virture
Then send'em off to war
Then we ask ourselves
And then people began to smile at people they'd never even seen
And when Jeremiah woke up me I was ready to live that dream
Well it's brand new day,
Of changing the front man
Distracting the people
From total destruction
Wow
Just put on a show
Rotate the puppets
A brand new face
A brand new name
The powers
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