On My New Shit

Album cover art for "On My New Shit" by Ron Browz & Reek Da Villian & Busta Rhymes

Ron Browz & Reek Da Villian & Busta Rhymes - R&B, Rap

On My New Shit

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Duration: 3:00

Lyrics

[Intro] Eat the boy Freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze Freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze [Chorus] Huh, I be on my new shit You be on your old shit I be on my countin' money, money on my four-chip I'm on my dumb shit, yep I'm on my dumb shit, yeah My girl like why you can't be with one chick? [Verse 1] Don't ask, kid, you guys is backwards Michael Jackson's kids I will never ask kids My niggas doin' backflips And I will flip on you like a dirty mattress Mirror, mirror, who be the freshest? In my VR, BS is missing diamonds in your necklace Respect us, get your girl to wear this Like that black and red interior Mozzie, check it [Chorus] I be on my new shit You bе on your old shit I be on my new shit, you be on your old shit I bе on my new shit, you be on your old shit, freeze I be on my new shit, you be on your old shit, freeze [Verse 2] Dark agglomerate, I'm addicted to the grind So I'm always on my hustle, boo Shorty with the swag, this ain't nothing you accustomed to See that jury shining, diamond clear, but that no hustler, boo I keep them rocks that stay on freeze You know that me is nothing new If it's money, I'ma get it. Got a Gixton I'm with it. Put the ski mask on When I brought him for the bricks of the block When it's bubbling, you want to know the ticket Let him flip it till the work disappear like a magician Ma's only right that we hit that dough And if any guy try to run, I'ma spit that four And if a shorty want to pop, I'ma hit that hoe Take three down in a row. Tic-tac-toe [Verse 3] Why, oh, why, oh, why y'all keep on making me do the very thing? They be fucking every villain up and then pop it again They be fucking every villain up and then drop it again and make them wheel it up Gonna strangle him a little while I'm banging him a little in the head, and I dangle him a little like a little rag doll You can see the way I handle him a little And I eat a nigga food, and I bite it, and I nibble it Don't matter what the situation, I'm in the middle Chilling a nigga versus resolving another riddle Spitting on your neck like I got a little chisel It's the conglomerate You ain't fucking with these niggas that keep dropping monster hits. Strike a pose and freeze, niggas [Chorus] I be on my new shit You be on your old shit I be on my new shit You be on your old ... I be on my new shit You be on your old shit Let it go I be on my new shit You be on your old shit I be on my new, you be on your old I be on my new shit You be on your old shit, please

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  • Ron Browz