Kanye West - Brand New lyrics

[Intro] Brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new [Hook: Rhymefest & Kanye] I don't like it unless it's (brand new) You might see me in my (brand new) whip With my (brand new) b**h, pumpin' my (brand new) sh** You don't like it, get off my (brand new) dick, n***a (Repeat x2) [Verse 1: Kanye West] They say your attitude determines your latitude I'm high as a motherf**er, fly as a motherf**er And still the motherf**er you love to hate But can't, because you love what I make Now ain't that about a b**h And I'mma talk sh** until I'm out of hits They don't want to turn they speakers up, they claim I ain't deep enough All that talkin' I feed off of, keep it up I'm relaxin', my feet is up I'm leavin' you haters like when Shaq left the Lakers just to Heat it up I state the stats to stunt, I don't need to front Make black history every day, I don't need a month The survey says, by the streets according Kanye's just important as Michael Jordan Was to the NBA when he was scorin' Ralph Lauren was borin' before I wore him and [Hook: Kanye West & Rhymefest] [Verse 2: Rhymefest] Now some women hit the mall and some shop at the thrift store Some of 'em mix and match to make it look like they get more Some of y'all know you wear a sixteen, squeezin' into a six Damn, what you make them jeans rip for? I guess she's lookin' for a (brand new) man who Ain't always gotta sit down cause he can't stand you Boo, this the (brand new) jam to dance to While you givin' me head like shampoo, come as you came Skip the (brand) name, I won't (brand) you What you do here stay here like Cancun Besides your breasts is augmented, I like things authentic Look at all my whips, they're all vintage I got a loft with a view of the sea See I take some old sh** and make it (new) for me Pimp it out like Xzibit to the (oomph) degree Why spend and arm and a leg, we can kick it for free you see [Hook: Rhymefest & Kanye] [Verse 3: Rhymefest] Now Che bustin' and then hit 'em, f** the cynicism I'm quick to give y'all n***as constructive criticism Like "Wait, you basically s**," his mother said "My son wanna rhyme!" I'm like Ma'am, I don't agree with that decision Nothin' against him, but if he step I gotta diss him I listen to that weak sh**, all of it, I can't follow it (vomit) Excuse me, I'm wack-tose intolerant "I worked too hard to get my baby baller kit!" Nine to fives, had me blue collar poppin' it Now I'm in the club, and look who I get it poppin' with Me and 'Ye go back like crew cuts He hook me up, as long as I don't ask him for too much But even he know 'Fest is layin' it down Cause this is just an old beat he had layin' around [Hook: Kanye & Rhymefest]