Brand New Yung Joc (Ft. Rick Ross & Snoop Dogg)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] & (Yung Joc)
Yung Joc (sup?)
What it do nephew? (You know what it is)
All brand new shit

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
It ain't my fault (it's not my fault potnah)
That everythang you get, is, used (and you, you, you probably can't help that)
(That, you know) And I buy all my shit brand new
(I don't have a problem with spendin the money y'know?)
When I walk into the room, they, choose (I mean heh, I'm Yung Joc man)
(C'mon~!) Cause they know my whips, my ice is brand new

[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
From my fitted down to my shoes
I enter the room and your bitch might choose
Look me up and down from my head to toe
They point the exit then I tell 'em "Let's go!"
S5, don't forget the fifty
What it cost me? About a hundred fifty
DAYUMN!! What's this? Why it's so sticky?
That's good kush, quarter cost you 'bout a hundred fifty
Seal the leather, still brand new
Lookin at the sky through that panaromic view
She say she like my jeans, even like my sneaks
Thats the new Guccis, five hundred a piece (a piece?)
I make her smile, when I smile back
Check the do's, Caddy stones, yeah I bought that
Baby we can go to Paris or Toronto
Brand new shades, who's that? Ferragamo