| I just got a new apartment
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| I’m gon' leave the floor wet
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| Walk around this bitch naked (Woo)
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| And nobody can tell me shit
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| A girl just bought some rice for decoration
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| Ain’t nobody cookin', nobody bakin'
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| Leavin' my curls in the shower
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| And no more missin' the hot water
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| Pop my woo-hah in the sky
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| 'Cause nobody here to judge my life
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| Leave the dishes in the sink, do some cartwheels
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| 'Cause my furniture ain’t came
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| Standard shippin' thing
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| I just got a new apartment
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| I’m gon' leave the floor wet
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| Walk around this bitch naked
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| And nobody can tell me shit
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| I might just read a book, don’t need no cable
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| Blast Selena, «El Toro Relajo»
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| And everything stays where I leave it
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| Every damn rule I created
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| A Dollar Tree wine glass is in the air
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| André will get me there
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| No longer afraid of the dark
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| 'Cause that light bill changed my heart (Said it changed)
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| Made a nigga act smart (Said that shit changed)
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| I just got a new apartment
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| I’m gon' leave the floor wet
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| Walk around this bitch naked
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| And nobody can tell me shit (Ooh)
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| Nobody can tell me shit (Yeah, yeah)
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| And nobody can tell me shit (Nobody)
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| Ooh, get the fuck on
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| Get the fuck on (Get the fuck on, yeah)
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| Ayy, get the fuck on
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| Get the fuck on
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| If you got somethin' to say
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| Hey, uh, fuck that shit that you talkin', uh
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| Get the fuck out my apartment, ayy
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| Get the fuck out my shit, ayy, uh
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| Fuck that shit that you talkin', woah
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| Get the fuck out my apartment, nigga
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| What the fuck is you talkin' loud
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| Get the fuck out my apartment now
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| Get the fuck out my apartment now
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| Get the fuck out my apartment now
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| I’m sad. |
| And then, I just started thinking about life, like I’m lonely.
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| And then, I started thinking about my couch and my table and my chairs and all
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| this fucking shit that I have, and it’s just like, all the furniture you get
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| does not keep you warm at night. |
| Your furniture is not gonna fucking have sex
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| with you. |
| Your furniture
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| is
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| not gonna fucking
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| teach you how to Dougie
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| . |
| It’s not gonna teach you how to swim. |
| It’s not gonna teach you how to roller
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| skate. |
| And then I realized, oh my god, I need people |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Apartment , by - Ari Lennox. Song from the album Shea Butter Baby, in the genre R&B