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Will Bee - New Style Lyrics



Will Bee - New Style Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, aye
Japanese denim, hoes be staring at my jeans
Let the drip kill em, all the sauce is in my genes
I'm not playing with em, bitch you bet not play with me
Aint no back and forth, lil hoe I'm not no swing
Lil hoe you out yo league, please watch how you talk to me
Speaking at the side of yo neck, might just end in a tragedy
Now they shouting R.I.P., while I'm in the V.I.P.
Aint no liquor in this cup, R.E.D. is what I S.I.P.
Going straight to the T.O.P., keeping it g, keeping it p
Flossing like some VVS', speaking of them that's what I need
And I need the baddest ting courtside sitting with me
Sitting on the hardwood, Kyrie balling for the M.A.V'S
Gimme awards like B.E.T., watch my music like M.T.V.
Nominated for being the truth, add that shit to the Grammys
Smoking hella grams, b, doper than a bag of ki's
Keys open doors I heard, aint got no cash it's closing
Pressure got you folding like clothes after they clean
I'm a always choose the Benz, if not might choose the Beam
Balling like I'm Kobe Bean, always gon keep it a bean
Heart so cold I got the flu, feel like my body on freeze
Flow so sick, I gotta sneeze, style so cool you feel the breeze
Hoes be falling to the ground, acting like some damn leaves
Plant my knowledges in the game, do that while I'm smoking on trees
She suck me up, I'm so damn hard, she do that shit with so much ease
Ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease
Ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease
This shit too easy, please believe me, eating like I'm greedy
These hoes too needy, acting like some bums, screaming feed me
Quit acting childish while we naked girl stop that teasing
Like Carti, stop breathing, whole lotta red, I'm cheesing
Catch me in D.C., bitch I'm with Cece, shining just like bling bling
F*cking on this Asian, won't cuff her, don't want no ling ling
Don't call me bout no bullshit, swear to God I'll decline that ring ring
No wifey just a fling, I like the finer things
Rodeo drive, big shopping bags, talking designer things
Talking that fukumean, bitch you know what I mean
They say I'm so rude and so mean, I don't care what they think
Watch me you better not blink, dripping like the kitchen sink
Aint no sex when we first link, playa shit like I'm Warren G
Nickname call me Willy Beam, quarterback of my whole team
Any given Sunday hoe, you can catch me with the team
Balling like the eagles bitch, fly as shit like Philly
Catch the sauce like A.J.B., count it up like one, two, three
I aint never gave two f*cks, so why the f*ck would I give three
Nonchalant, that is me, tryna cop that A.M.G.
My life like a movie dawg, but you can't see it at A.M.C.
Racks, racks, racks, racks, feel like Future on that one track
Weezy flow lets bring it back, cut her off she don't know how to act
Shit, gahhh damn shit that's all I got nigga, gahhh damn I'm on this hoe nigga
Been hurr nigga
Nigga bless
Been f*cking hurr, do ya hurr me
Been hurr, we been hurr
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Yeah, yeah, aye
Japanese denim, hoes be staring at my jeans
Let the drip kill em, all the sauce is in my genes
I'm not playing with em, bitch you bet not play with me
Aint no back and forth, lil hoe I'm not no swing
Lil hoe you out yo league, please watch how you talk to me
Speaking at the side of yo neck, might just end in a tragedy
Now they shouting R.I.P., while I'm in the V.I.P.
Aint no liquor in this cup, R.E.D. is what I S.I.P.
Going straight to the T.O.P., keeping it g, keeping it p
Flossing like some VVS', speaking of them that's what I need
And I need the baddest ting courtside sitting with me
Sitting on the hardwood, Kyrie balling for the M.A.V'S
Gimme awards like B.E.T., watch my music like M.T.V.
Nominated for being the truth, add that shit to the Grammys
Smoking hella grams, b, doper than a bag of ki's
Keys open doors I heard, aint got no cash it's closing
Pressure got you folding like clothes after they clean
I'm a always choose the Benz, if not might choose the Beam
Balling like I'm Kobe Bean, always gon keep it a bean
Heart so cold I got the flu, feel like my body on freeze
Flow so sick, I gotta sneeze, style so cool you feel the breeze
Hoes be falling to the ground, acting like some damn leaves
Plant my knowledges in the game, do that while I'm smoking on trees
She suck me up, I'm so damn hard, she do that shit with so much ease
Ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease
Ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease, ease
This shit too easy, please believe me, eating like I'm greedy
These hoes too needy, acting like some bums, screaming feed me
Quit acting childish while we naked girl stop that teasing
Like Carti, stop breathing, whole lotta red, I'm cheesing
Catch me in D.C., bitch I'm with Cece, shining just like bling bling
F*cking on this Asian, won't cuff her, don't want no ling ling
Don't call me bout no bullshit, swear to God I'll decline that ring ring
No wifey just a fling, I like the finer things
Rodeo drive, big shopping bags, talking designer things
Talking that fukumean, bitch you know what I mean
They say I'm so rude and so mean, I don't care what they think
Watch me you better not blink, dripping like the kitchen sink
Aint no sex when we first link, playa shit like I'm Warren G
Nickname call me Willy Beam, quarterback of my whole team
Any given Sunday hoe, you can catch me with the team
Balling like the eagles bitch, fly as shit like Philly
Catch the sauce like A.J.B., count it up like one, two, three
I aint never gave two f*cks, so why the f*ck would I give three
Nonchalant, that is me, tryna cop that A.M.G.
My life like a movie dawg, but you can't see it at A.M.C.
Racks, racks, racks, racks, feel like Future on that one track
Weezy flow lets bring it back, cut her off she don't know how to act
Shit, gahhh damn shit that's all I got nigga, gahhh damn I'm on this hoe nigga
Been hurr nigga
Nigga bless
Been f*cking hurr, do ya hurr me
Been hurr, we been hurr
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Writer: William Ballatt
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Performed By: Will Bee
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: William Ballatt

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