[Intro]
Did you bring that Creek Water with you?
Back that up
Oh, that cinnamon?
Cinnamon, you comin' in hot
Yeah
Yeah
Trunk Muzik shit
Back to the old ways
Let's go
[Chorus]
I been in a slump all week (Yeah)
Popping that trunk all week (Mm-hmm)
Stink like new money (Ooh), pussy way too deep (Too deep)
Mama can't keep a beat? (Beat)
Kick that ho to the street (Street)
I'ma show you new me (New me)
I'ma show y'all new me (Ooh-wee)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Baby, hold onto this drink while I fasten my belt buckle
And check for the door
Make your way to the kitchen for me, mama
And look at the bar, check for some more
Act like you know what I want and go do it
Act like you got a good point and come prove it
Bitch, it ain't personal, don't get all moody
Why you think I got all suited and booted?
Early forties, in this purgatory
Comin' at mе, gettin' doper, yeah
Young ladiеs out here lovin' the boy
Permanently on my sofa, yeah
I got leather jacket that's older than you
I'm the daddy of this whole fuckin’ crew
All of my sons, all of 'em fun
They go slangin' with the coke in the room
Big facts
Moved in for the pig skins by the ten pack
Passed out on that floosie too with no percocets, you still went back
No pillow talk, chit chat
She real quit, waist trap
Agent Provocateur, yeah, for sure
Wanna put that legs where my face at?
[Chorus]
I been in a slump all week (Yeah)
Poppin' that trunk all week (Mm-hmm)
Stink like new money (Ooh), pussy way too deep (Too deep)
Mama can't keep a beat? (Beat)
Kick that ho to the street (Street)
I'ma show you new me (New me)
I'ma show y'all new me (Ooh-wee)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
She ain't worried 'bout a damn thing (Damn)
Walk her down, took her down, pull her hamstring, yeah
Take another bump, now that's off-key
I'm 'bout to tune her up like T-Pain (T-Pain)
Can't complain, it ain't nothin'
Got her hotter than an onion ring
That gun go, "Click, bang-bang" (Baow)
Go doggy (Baow) like tongue hang (Yeah)
DNA, she takin' my saliva
BNA, I might fly you
Make up messy like I tie-dyed her
Gave her two P's, I pipe-pied her
Bitch, get tuned, now we eye-to-eyer
Greyhound, bye-bye, yeah
Adios, bon voyage
Yes sir, no yes sire
King shit, got a new suit
Got a flock on me goin', "Cuckoo"
Yeah, bird word, yeah, that wing man, that stank love, doo-doo
Don't try me, youngster, I'm A1 and I'm jumpin' out of my rap bed
Elvis Messy, come get this selfie, but please, don't touch the black hat, look
[Chorus]
I been in a slump all week (Yeah)
Poppin' that trunk all week (Mhm)
Stink like new money (Ooh), pussy way too deep (Too deep)
Mama can't keep a beat? (Beat)
Kick that ho to the street (Street)
I'ma show you new me (New me)
I'ma show y'all new me (Ooh-wee)
Yeah, new me, ooh-wee (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, new me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'ma show y'all new me
New me, new me, ooh-wee
Uh (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
She lookin' at me like, "Daddy, may I?"
I gave her love it was total chaos
She got on her knees, sayin' prayers
I don't talk a lot, I Major Lazer
That's the play and guess I'm just a player
Hit her like two-thousand, hey, ya, hey, ya
I don't need brakes and I don't need favors
I hit the gas and I hate a hater
Bitch, take your heart, you can have it back
Been sleepin' a lot when I come around, hell, I might drive in a Cadillac
Takin' turn, gotta slow it down when I'm pullin' up in that bench seat
Rose red with the new leaf
Turned over, no not strip, well, probably with these two freaks and a new me
[Chorus]
(Yeah)
Poppin' that trunk all week (Mm-hmm)
Stink like new money (Ooh), pussy way too deep (Too deep)
Mama can't keep a beat? (Beat)
Kick that ho to the street (Street)
I'ma show you new me (New me)
I'ma show y'all new me (Ooh-wee)
Yeah, I been in a slump all week (Yeah)
Poppin' that trunk all week (Mm-hmm)
Stink like new money (Ooh), pussy way too deep (Too deep)
Mama can't keep a beat? (Beat)
Kick that ho to the street (Street)
I'ma show you new me (New me)
I'ma show y'all new me (Ooh-wee)
Yeah
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