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[Refrain]

It´s a brand nu´ playa comin´ to town

So turn the babies [???] in a [???], mayn

The message is clear, let´s get down

It´s a brand nu´ playa comin´ to town

[Verse 1] Baby Beesh:

Now it´s about to be on, it´s about to be on

Chicano like a motherfucker, chop in you dome

I´m curvin´ off the Hennessey and I pull off that weed

I´m strikin´ through this motherfucker 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?

[Verse 2] Jay Tee:

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 hoe

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

[Refrain] 2x

[Verse 3] Jay Tee:

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 would be simpin´, but never meet a salamanasier
I worse ride, High-Side and tried to elevate ya

Educate ya

Tell you ´bout my history

I´m Jay Tee, the fuckin´ player of the century

[Verse 4] Baby Beesh:

I got that bomb to leave you motherfuckers 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 weed,

The shit 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 Dope-Dealla´

[Refrain] 2x

[Verse 5] Baby Beesh:

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-damned 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

[Verse 6] Jay Tee:

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

[Refrain] 2x

[Outro] Baby Beesh:

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 motherfucker

Johnny motherfuckin´ Z

Rated Z studios

V-Town, Califas

Ah, ah, ah, ah…

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One set of doors was pink and grey

Well I wonder which set is mine, said she

As she walked down the long hallway

Well I wonder which set of rooms are mine

For in these rooms she would live and die

Well it’s better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it’s better not to lose)

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Well it’s better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it’s better not to lose)

Than to always be alone

Always be alone

In your heart

I thought that there was more involved

Through all that time and all these

months

I stopped many times to question you

Well I told you that it was the right

thing to do

Well it’s better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it’s better not to lose)

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Yes it’s better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it’s better not to lose)

Than to always be alone

Always be alone

In your heart

But I knew that this was just for now

And the time would take its toll upon

us all

Well it would break our hearts

Tear it apart

But no one understood

The affairs of the heart

Well it’s better to have loved and lost

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Well it’ll break your heart, tear it apart

But no one understands

No one understands

The affairs of the heart

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