Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brand New Car , by - Action Bronson. Release date: 22.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brand New Car |
| I got a brand new car |
| I got a jazz guitar |
| Welcome, everybody |
| Thank you a lot for coming, it means a lot to me |
| Steer the yacht with my knee, plenty of botany |
| Damn, bad chick on top of me, pornography |
| And I know she only want me for my guap-ery |
| (Ahem… let me get my voice right |
| Gary, sorry, 1, 2, 3, 4) |
| It’s the first time ever |
| Yo fuck this jacket, I turn this shit to 85 napkins |
| Since Jeter’s done I’m now the captain |
| Trust you me, Gotham’s safer now |
| But there’s always a new joker in town |
| Ready to smoke you with that pound |
| But when he shoots it, the flag says «BANG!» |
| and everybody laughs |
| He must be up and off the molly tab |
| I’m by the bar lookin' Swedish in the trenchcoat stupid |
| The only one drinkin' mango lassi in the bullpen |
| My lips are sealed like the singer with bad skin |
| My need for speed made the Jag spin |
| Dog, I’ll resurrect Freaky Tah to do my ad-libs |
| Overseas I prolly got mad kids |
| That I don’t even know about, you better slow down, baby |
| I’m still young, fuck it, gotta use it while it works |
| Nothin' lasts forever, or does it? |
| Fuck it |
| Shout out to my cousins, all of 'em |
| I got a brand new car |
| I got a jazz guitar |
| I’ll take it back to playin' handball and smokin' on the park benches |
| Dippin' cabs and hoppin' fences |
| Laughin' all the way back to the buildin' runnin' |
| Got to the door, twist the key, elevator waitin' for me |
| 100, got upstairs and fixed eleven bowls of Crispix |
| Grabbed a Snapple out the bin, no one’s an even match for the kid |
| Legs are made of stone, the back of a bridge |
| In goal line situations I’ll tackle the fridge |
| Peace to Mike Ditka, 50 on the light fixture |
| Right side shifter, fight fixer, twist your sister |
| And I ain’t talkin' 'bout the hair band, mothafucka |
| It’s Bam Bam doin' ah ah ah ah |
| Out with the, ah! |
| I can’t even get this fuckin' right, are you kidding me? |
| I’m ashamed of myself, I’m sorry |