Brand Nu Playa (Explicit)

It's a brand nu' playa comin' to town

Mayn

The message is clear let's get down

It's a brand nu' playa comin' to town

Now it's about to be on it's about to be on

Chicano like a motherf**ker chop in you dome

I'm curvin' off the Hennessey and I pull off that w**d

I'm strikin' through this motherf**ker loaded and keyed

Laced up tight now what you know about that

I come in peace but now the hammers' still cought back

Baby Beesh can you like that tree

When everybody wanna smoke with me

Now when I step up on the scene you know I'm whipped and g'd up

Playa Jay Tee be gett'n ripped 'n keyed up

To turn you beat up and let me find the h*e

Three cops some indo' and grind some mo'

Then go to Liquor store no need to ride foo'

'Couse we gon' parkin'-lot pimpin' till they slide trough

I'm in that light brown prown with the kicks to match

And be the first young hustla to bomb a batch

Now I'ma sellin' game for whoever got some bread on he

And bomb that brogous as long as she got some head on me

I'm sittin' fat on it at all the time that I will pimp it

Lookin' just like my daddy though without the limpin'

I worse ride High Side and tried to elevate ya

Educate ya

Tell you 'bout my history

I'm Jay Tee the f**kin' player of the century

I got that bomb to leave you motherf**kers cotton mouthed

If you's a playa then you know just what I'm talkin' 'bout

I blow big with the Blacks and them Philipinos

White boys Samoans and my brown Latinos

Skunk w**d

The s**t that'll leave you dumb keyed

Don't heard you dig with it

I'm coming sick with it

Uh lalala

Check my repartoir

Thrilla' for Scrilla'

Dogfood d**e Dealla'

Check it out girl：

Now you need a man with fannetts

Who blows big bomb don't blow no stress

Who said that'll be the babbies whith no delay

And mean every god d**ned thing I say

You want a girlfriend too

We like it dig that

But now they trois in the spa's lookin kittie cat

I don't discriminate you know it's all to the good

A brand nu' playa strikin' through your hood Biatch

Bassed back seatin' on diamond rings

We got them blown brains

And them notches be jockin' it

I load that key up 'couse I know they got some cock in it

Ayo I'm knockin' it drop the cop and the purses

Break bread for what you got up in your purses

You re inverse this

Got me on my get back

12 hundret for the way your partner hit that

Yeah

N2Deep

Featuring young smokin' thugsta Baby Beesh

Latino Velvet

Puttin' it down in the real way

Con you feel me

Haha

Got the boy Cut Louis from the Looie Crew in this motherf**ker

Johnny motherf**kin' Z

Rated Z studios

V Town Califas

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