New Chick lyrics

[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings & Bobby V]
Your new chick (New), that's my old chick (O-O-Old chick)
Your hot chick (Your old chick), that's my cold chick (Colder than a motherf-)
Your rich chick (Yeah, your rich chick), that's my broke chick (It's broken than a motherf-)
Your yes chick (Your yes chick), that's my no chick
She gets no di*k from me

[Verse 1: Bobby V]
Couple suga daddy's on the 3way
Doing 85 on the freeway
Now I ain't saying she a gold a digger
But she do be f*ck around with them old n*ggas, yeah
Louis, the Gucci, the Prada (Woo)
She got it all and she don't work for nada (Huh)
Damn, you look good in a picture
Until you take out the filter (Damn)
She be turned on, where you going? (Where you going?)
She don't know I had to call to her phone (Call to her)
4 O'clock and she still ain't home
Couple more hours I'm send out the drones for you
Yeah, flexing up all on your Snapchat
Twerking and working that ass back
I remember when you wasn't like that

[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings & Bobby V]
Your new chick (New), that's my old chick (O-O-Old chick)
Your hot chick (Your old chick), that's my cold chick (Colder than a motherf-)
Your rich chick (Yeah, your rich chick), that's my broke chick (It's broken than a motherf-)
Your yes chick (Your yes chick), that's my no chick
She gets no di*k from me
[Verse 2: Lyfe Jennings]
Hundred thousands hours on the freeway
Where's the stop sign when you need it
Baby make the silly little gizzy
Dancing on the di*k like breezy
Feeling like Drake (Drake)
Can't go 50/50 with no snake (Right)
But maybe for the sixty
If she sings like Whitney and pop them pills like Cosby
Hanging off the edge of the mountain [?] (Save me)
Ain't nobody raised but (You)
Can't nobody saved you but (You)
You flexing all over you Snapchat
Begging for money on cash app
When I met you girl you weren't like that

[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings & Bobby V]
Your new chick (New), that's my old chick (O-O-Old chick)
Your hot chick (Your old chick), that's my cold chick (Colder than a motherf-)
Your rich chick (Yeah, your rich chick), that's my broke chick (It's broken than a motherf-)
Your yes chick (Your yes chick), that's my no chick
She gets no di*k from me

[Verse 3: Boosie Badazz]
Straight up
Got me looking in the mirror (Damn)
If this the same chick I used to eat over for dinner
Met her in the runner, now she rent Benz (Huh)
Taught her fashion nova, now the girl she rock a Fendi
And a nose (Nose job)
I remember you were searching with your clothes off
Looking for a n*gga froze up, and you met me (Met me)
Me and you, ain't no prude, ain't no wet-T (Yes)
Even loud, I can' f*ck, you're a straight D
They tell you yeah, I tell you no when you're wrong (No when you're wrong)
Can't let you slide when I know that you're wrong
I see you on the 'Gram, lit, drunk and sh*t
But you used to only like and take di*ks from only Jodeci song
They say you're hot, but you're cold to me
They say you're new, but you're old to me
Off straight, I don't want no cookie
Straight, and you can keep that, and you can keep that
(What?) Your pus*y, straight up
[Outro: Lyfe Jennings]
Your new chick