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Brand New Beretta [Clean] Video (MV)






Kwon Baker - Brand New Beretta [Clean] Lyrics




[ Featuring JP Caruzzo ]

Uh
Let me speak my peace
I should've cop this piece just to say the least
There's nothing far from a n**** reach
Right hand the L, left hand the peach
Off a woman's back got me yelling "sheesh"
Off the g**** I bought
Got the lady geeked
Now she yelling out she wants something sweet
Gazing at my crotch, then she grabbed the -

Yeah, I just be sticking and moving
I just be jigging be jigging so hard
Now look at just how I maneuver
I can't be out here with cars like the broads
But s*** it's so easy to pull them
I know some guys with triggers on Gemmers
From way outside they gonna pull it
Full clip
Thinking back on them days when I was a slave on a full ship
Me and my n***** was singing them hymns praying that we'd get a cool whip
You already snow I'm on Shawty Lo
I get in the booth and go foolish
Done with you n*****
I'm pushing the pillars
I'm looking like Samson
I do this

It's WXAI radio we got a caller on line one
Caller
Yo, who's this
I never heard this before

It's the son of Wakanda
Man you know T'Challa just rule s***
Man on my mama you don't want the drama
I'm not like the Pistons on bulls***
Isaiah Thomas I got that s*** honest
How can I be modest
I pop s***
From ashy to classy
I learned and got jazzy
And now I'm just dishing on stocked in
Ah b****

Parking the whip and I'm riding (riding)
All of these rappers
Most of them cappin'
Lookin' out for them they hiding (they hiding)
Know I be keeping it cool (it cool)
Just lit
Oh you was coming to talk
F*** it I'm coming out firing
Bang

Look
Let me in my bag
Adversaries get the toe tag
If your girl in Avenger's tower
Please don't call asking for your h** back
I'll bring that b**** back with a broke back
Sweaty tube top and some pulled tracks
And behind the b**** is the full Drax
And we'll stomp yo ass for a cool rack

Yeah, huh
I just be rappin' no cappin'
I know some guys that want my demise
But right now they askin' what happened
I'm in my mode
You know how it goes
Dawg I can't do no relaxin'
Johnny Knoxville
You know the deal
I'm coming on point with the action

Not for amusement
You n***** is stupid
T'challa be moving the packs in
Just got some service
The phone is now working
They already calling to tap in
All I be saying is God, when the bouley be counting that backend
I just be laughing like my d*** when we catch the f*** n***** that lackin'
I mean that is what yo ass get
I do my nizzle and move on 'em
I don't do leaches I'm cool on 'em
Peep the maneuver I groove on 'em
Man on a mission
The hustle is vicious
They asking bout Q with the juice on 'em
Boulevard the wrecking crew on 'em
What the f*** it really do homie
Move homie

Parking the whip and I'm riding (riding)
All of these rappers
Most of them cappin'
Lookin' out for them they hiding (they hiding)
Know I be keeping it cool (it cool)
Just lit my
Oh you was coming to talk
F*** it I'm coming out firing
Bang

Ah
Let me take these shots
Yeah, dawg let me clear that air
I'm aware of all that tongue wrestling knowing d**** well you can't take it there
Your woman said that you should
I tell that b**** I ain't got time to spare
And just because this wasn't Clearasil doesn't never mean that the -

I just be making my rounds though
You make it rain your last bit of change
Baker be breaking the ground h**
All tribulations that's testing my patience
I treat 'em like Whoopie I'm Harpo
The third instillation
I'm glad you been patient
And now we gon' kick it in turbo
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Uh
Let me speak my peace
I should've cop this piece just to say the least
There's nothing far from a n**** reach
Right hand the L, left hand the peach
Off a woman's back got me yelling "sheesh"
Off the g**** I bought
Got the lady geeked
Now she yelling out she wants something sweet
Gazing at my crotch, then she grabbed the -

Yeah, I just be sticking and moving
I just be jigging be jigging so hard
Now look at just how I maneuver
I can't be out here with cars like the broads
But s*** it's so easy to pull them
I know some guys with triggers on Gemmers
From way outside they gonna pull it
Full clip
Thinking back on them days when I was a slave on a full ship
Me and my n***** was singing them hymns praying that we'd get a cool whip
You already snow I'm on Shawty Lo
I get in the booth and go foolish
Done with you n*****
I'm pushing the pillars
I'm looking like Samson
I do this

It's WXAI radio we got a caller on line one
Caller
Yo, who's this
I never heard this before

It's the son of Wakanda
Man you know T'Challa just rule s***
Man on my mama you don't want the drama
I'm not like the Pistons on bulls***
Isaiah Thomas I got that s*** honest
How can I be modest
I pop s***
From ashy to classy
I learned and got jazzy
And now I'm just dishing on stocked in
Ah b****

Parking the whip and I'm riding (riding)
All of these rappers
Most of them cappin'
Lookin' out for them they hiding (they hiding)
Know I be keeping it cool (it cool)
Just lit
Oh you was coming to talk
F*** it I'm coming out firing
Bang

Look
Let me in my bag
Adversaries get the toe tag
If your girl in Avenger's tower
Please don't call asking for your h** back
I'll bring that b**** back with a broke back
Sweaty tube top and some pulled tracks
And behind the b**** is the full Drax
And we'll stomp yo ass for a cool rack

Yeah, huh
I just be rappin' no cappin'
I know some guys that want my demise
But right now they askin' what happened
I'm in my mode
You know how it goes
Dawg I can't do no relaxin'
Johnny Knoxville
You know the deal
I'm coming on point with the action

Not for amusement
You n***** is stupid
T'challa be moving the packs in
Just got some service
The phone is now working
They already calling to tap in
All I be saying is God, when the bouley be counting that backend
I just be laughing like my d*** when we catch the f*** n***** that lackin'
I mean that is what yo ass get
I do my nizzle and move on 'em
I don't do leaches I'm cool on 'em
Peep the maneuver I groove on 'em
Man on a mission
The hustle is vicious
They asking bout Q with the juice on 'em
Boulevard the wrecking crew on 'em
What the f*** it really do homie
Move homie

Parking the whip and I'm riding (riding)
All of these rappers
Most of them cappin'
Lookin' out for them they hiding (they hiding)
Know I be keeping it cool (it cool)
Just lit my
Oh you was coming to talk
F*** it I'm coming out firing
Bang

Ah
Let me take these shots
Yeah, dawg let me clear that air
I'm aware of all that tongue wrestling knowing d**** well you can't take it there
Your woman said that you should
I tell that b**** I ain't got time to spare
And just because this wasn't Clearasil doesn't never mean that the -

I just be making my rounds though
You make it rain your last bit of change
Baker be breaking the ground h**
All tribulations that's testing my patience
I treat 'em like Whoopie I'm Harpo
The third instillation
I'm glad you been patient
And now we gon' kick it in turbo
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