Jonn Hart - New Chick lyrics

(Intro: John Hart/50 Cent) My new chick, my new chick said her ex never wrote for her My new chick said her ex never wrote for her, I told her shawty I’ma ride My new chick said her ex took money from her, I said b**h I’ma ride (Verse 1: 50 Cent (@50CENT)) She got rid of a loser, you know to f** with a winner Man I roll up in the Rolls, to pick that a** up for dinner I got the deluxe apartment, I mean we up in the sky Put my b**h on the runway, she G5 fly I got that paper to play with, now why the f** would she stay with A n***a bringing the down down, he was bringing it down I put her up on game, now she won’t f** with a lame Even if a n***a wave I tell, I got her like (Bridge) New crib, new life on the map Girl you wanna see a hater look back I don’t ever wanna see you with your next man I’m better than your ex man, baby (Pre Hook) Its cold man, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside (Hook) Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride (Verse 2: John Hart (@4jonnhart )) My new chick said her ex did nothing to her, I said shawty I’ma do it My new chick said her ex found a next b**h, I said I ain’t gonna lose it Fly high, G5 to the sky now Girl you wanna see a hater look down I don’t ever wanna see you with the ex man I’m better than your ex man baby (Pre Hook) Its cold man, feeling cold outside I keep you warm, when its cold outside (Hook) Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride (Verse 3: RIZ SELFMADE (@RIZELFMADE)) My new chick said her ex never wrote for her Never cop bags, pop tags at the store for her My new chick said her ex was a lame Sex was the same, only shreds and complaints Need a playa in the game, got a thang for a d boy Tats in my frame, gold chain know its flee boy Swagger, bout mane balenciaga He don’t even know how a real n***a got her On to the next, too strong for your ex Tennis your bracelet, present your rolex Popping corks to the best, make it toast to the final things Steer at you in the Ghost through my designer frame (Hook) Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride Girl you know I’m gonna ride My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h My new chick My new chick, gonna call in your next b**h I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride Baby I’m gonna ride, girl you know I’m gonna ride