B.CaRR - New sh** lyrics

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Uh, flow gifted like the honor roll In crunch time I deliver like Domino's A different freak for every day; I got all kind of hoes I slide them dick and get the f**, I never mind them hoes But never mind them hoes, I got all kind of flows I switch them up so quick as f**, I got a timeless flow Young Animal, punishing the ProTools Eating this beat up like soul food, you n***as old news [Hook: Lil Wayne] Now ain't you tired of seeing the same sh** every day? I mean the same sh**, Ashley and Mary Kate Sometimes I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray How come you talking out your a** but ain't got sh** to say? I spend my money like my time; I ain't got it to waste Man, I'm so fast feel like I'm racing in a different race Too much champagne, now watch me spit it in them b**hes face Tomorrow morning I could tell you how them b**hes taste [Verse 2: Jae Millz] This rap sh** is our house, you n***as just visiting Young Money Wolverines, b**h no Michigan I get in them hoes and reel them in like fishermen And throw they a** in the truck and we rose like Michelin's All hail the kings, crowns glistening I stunt hard as a f** cause I ain't getting a chance to live again Focus is what you better get, boy, we on that better sh** All bosses, no executives, you just repetitive [Hook] [Verse 3: Mack Maine] b**h, we balling. Tired of the same sh**, I need a different toilet Okay let me pick my target, pick them off, now come pick them up Big dog, I don't bark, I buck, tell them b**hes I don't talk, I f** Tell them n***as I don't walk, I run this sh**, I come to punish sh** And I bet they won't be flushing this Young Money sh** We on some other sh**, they on the same sh** b**h, I'm Mack Maine I'm Mack Maine, b**h [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Now ain't you tired of seeing the same sh** every day? I mean the same sh**, Ashley and Mary Kate Sometimes I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray How come you talking out your a** and ain't got sh** to say? Young Tune, motherf**er, no anime Dr. Carter, motha-f**a, come to amputate Cash Money, too much money to calculate Young Money, that new sh** on your face I spend my money like my time; I ain't got it to waste Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race Too much champagne, now watch me spit it in them b**hes face Tomorrow morning I could tell you how them b**hes taste Give me the beat and I'm-a beat the beat like anime What the f** you thought you know, I keep the heat like Saint Tropez Cash Money, too much money to calculate Young Money that new sh** on your face