Lyrics:
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
fuck with me anymore
You deserve an oscar the way you been acting
Good thing I'm only fueled by the passion
What we had in the past girl it's old news
want beef, you're a porker
You ain't never walked this shit, you're a talker
No drive-by, it's a walk up
Man better find exits and shortcuts
Move
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
new
Brand new, brand new
Aww you make me feel brand new, brand new
This love will last forever 'cause you make me feel brand new
Old photographs
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With a same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by holding
old lady, I'm a kill that b****
Man f*** dat hoe, but I'm a kill that b****
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that b****, I'm a kill that
feeling
Like a superstar this evening
'Cause I'm not the only man
Who's taken a shine
[Verse 2]
There's another shadow
In the sunlight that you cast
you're right! Good ear! This is reminiscing music, Oscar!
Oh boy this should be good.
I see you in the living room with an game on your ipad
Oh man
You
that, let that, let that, let that, let that go
This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe
Seen better man get snaked 'pon road
All by somebody they call bro
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
Smoothest old man
Though no one can believe that this pretty girl is into me
Foolish old man
Just delusional he's losing his facilities
I'm such a clever old
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With a same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by holding
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
when she grows up?
Aha, yeah, come on (the evil genius)
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Hailie (what?)
Come here, baby, bring daddy his Oscar (okay)
We're gonna
It's a
Woah
Hmmmmmmm
It's a Brand
Brand New (Keep that)
Cola
Take em to church
I go by Cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's
all this time
Going with what I always longed for
(Feel like a brand new person)
But you'll make the same old mistakes
(I don't care, I'm in love)
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
an Oscar
I'm stackin' dollas
I got a lotta
Fendi and Prada
Mixin' designers
I call yo broad to give me brain like a scholar
These niggas actors
Give them
Yeah
Brand new look but the same old thing
I'on give a fuck what you think about me
Been doing my shit like fuck you mean
Say you got a problem but
Lil' hatin ass nigga, I want everything brand new, man
these motherfuckas' be playin' too much, you know what I'm sayin'
Ayy
Brand new bitch, ayy
feels brand new
Maybe
Some time has gone by
But I still find
That old look in your eyes
And I'm trying,
I'm still trying, to understand
Why a woman like
Are you ready for a ride
Did you fill the tank
Yes where do you wanna go
Let's go to the Oscars
A brand new Mercedes Benz
To chase the blues away
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