Royce Da 5'9" - New Money lyrics
rate me<span class="feat">(feat. Iyana Dean)</span><br>
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<i>[Intro: sample of Beastie Boys' "The New Style"]</i><br />
And on the cool check-in<br />
Center stage on the mic<br />
And we're puttin it on wax<br />
It's the new style!<br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
New money, quite powerful mic module<br />
Green ducats, black models, white bottles<br />
Packed house, you lookin at the wrong nigga<br />
Long digits, we can bet the farm who farm bigger<br />
Once I go in my zone, I could leave my jewelry at home<br />
I glow on my own, you can go in my phone<br />
You gon' see some numbers of bitches that's so into me<br />
A couple you might've fucked before, mentally<br />
I don't snitch, furthermore I tour {?}<br />
It's death before dishonor before misery<br />
Let us know it - we don't make it rain no more<br />
We pull out them dollars and let her throw it<br />
We gettin new money, let us blow it<br />
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<i>[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9" (Iyana Dean)]</i><br />
{"New! New!"}<br />
<i>[Royce]</i> I'm soundin like new money to me, {"New"} money to me<br />
<i>[Royce]</i> {"New"} money to me, {"New"} money to me<br />
<i>[Iyana]</i> You shinin like new money to me, {"New"} money to me<br />
<i>[Iyana]</i> {"New"} money to me, {"New"} money to me<br />
<i>[Royce]</i> Whoa!<br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
No iller, flow realer, go-rilla<br />
I'm no killa, dope dealer, I'm so Dilla<br />
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<i>[Interlude: Iyana Dean]</i><br />
United we stand, divided we fall, let's pray<br />
Any, legend, you know, we gon' miss you<br />
Missing your life, turn up the lights<br />
Lighters hiiiiiiiiiigh!<br />
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<i>[Royce - during Interlude]</i><br />
Lighters, cell phones, whatever you got<br />
Put it up in the sky for the legendary J Dilla y'all<br />
Lights high!<br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
Uhh, you hoes can bring it, old school chosen English<br />
Frozen bling and throw-in singles<br />
Y'all niggaz, pray that your babies come out havin good hair<br />
I pray mines have all they toes and fingers<br />
We are different, point blank, distant<br />
It's just meant you rappin 'bout what I just spent<br />
As far as hip-hop's concerned you all the same<br />
A bunch of mohawks, skinny jeans and wallet chains<br />
A bunch of dancin beefin street blogger lames<br />
So don't get mad at the king if I should call your name<br />
The new cartel - the doc pop the tag off my ass <br />
when I was born, my momma pussy had the new car smell<br />
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
With no booth, the flow through, I'm so truth<br />
I'm sittin in pudding right now, I'm so +Proof+<br />
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<i>[Interlude]</i><br />
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<i>[Royce - during Interlude]</i><br />
One more time, hands in the AIR!<br />
For the legendary, Proof!<br />
Detroit baby, lights high!<br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
Uhh, Lord willin, 2Pac with more feelin<br />
Your boy's a giant, I step the floor ceilin's<br />
More drinkin, more spillin, poor thinkin<br />
You keep it one hundred, I keep it more Franklins<br />
I keep it one thousand<br />
I keep, buyin and buyin, while you lookin around until you done browsin<br />
Ha, I put my money where my mouth is (yes!)<br />
Gentlemen's bet, no gentleman 'bout this<br />
Non-regional dialect and outfit<br />
I'm on my West, Midwest, East, South shit<br />
I'm all about chips, with my swallow mouth bitch<br />
Signin out, P.S. (Slaughterhouse) BITCH!!<br />
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
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{"New! New! New!"}<br />
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<i>[Interlude]</i><br />
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<i>[Iyana]</i> Icewood
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