Lyrics Brand New Kicks - Chingy, Byron Thomas

Brand New Kicks

Good Evening
Town Folk
Country Folk
City Folk
Rednecks Colors and Spanyards
And anything in between
Brand new kicks to match my new outfits
I still roll with project chicks
And I know I make ya’ll ni**as sick
I move crumbs to bricks
Too fly rides
Wood frame playa leather inside
That’s dat high deffinition TV live
Check the chain, check the wrist, check the fuggle
Aye Neon, the flyest the freshest the coldest
The smoothest to ever to walk this earth and I knows this
High dats probably from purple puffin and drumsticks
I got enough game to spit this rap through a whole chick
It ain’t me actin cause see dis homie I’m choosen
Wrist all bliss because my watch is all slowed and
My life photo shoots see daily I be posin
I hit the club and git it poppin til it’s closin
I take you back in the days bugs bunny J’s
Low cut fade and them cardiar shades
Pimpin until I’m dead and gone somewhere in the
Remember what special Ed said I got it made
Play games with me boy you gon need first aid
I’m bout money you bout trickin we ain’t on the same page
A honey grant for a feature fresh let’s get paid
From head to toe I’m G’d up
Brand new kicks to match my new outfits
I still roll with project chicks
And I know I make ya’ll ni**as sick
I move crumbs to bricks
Too fly rides
Wood frame playa leather inside
That’s dat high deffinition TV live
Check the chain, check the wrist, check the fuggle
We doin big stuff rippin the grain and big trucks
Sippin champaine with some ducks makin big bucks
Wow!
Ain’t no limit to my bank acount
Wow!
Look at this check you see dat amount?
My wordrobe go across the globe
That’s how it is when you release 8 million sold
That’s cool if I go gold
Cause I’m a read fo shows on this punkhold
Got the benz that new range bout to git that bump
Plus got some new shit that you ain’t never seen
All alone
Aye don’t hate let the playas play
Before I hit you with dat cake
Brand new kicks to match my new outfits
I still roll with project chicks
And I know I make ya’ll ni**as sick
I move crumbs to bricks
Too fly rides
Wood frame playa leather inside
That’s dat high deffinition TV live
Check the chain, check the wrist, check the fuggle
I your kicks is crispy and yo fit is spiffy go head
If yo cake is Jiffy and you richer den Richy go head
If chick is pretty and you run the city go head
If yo pimpin is strong and yo money is long go head
See all those other dude bedroom
Smell dat guchi and me playa
Next thing you know they in my bedroom
My name speaks for what’s up she give me some heads on
Rubys all in my charm lookin like a red moona
Head cocked bandana reppin for the block
Gang cocked guess some coward wanna take my spot
Law will run away from me I guess I’m that hot
Usta be fellen now it’s CO Slot-A-Lot
Brand new kicks to match my new outfits
I still roll with project chicks
And I know I make ya’ll ni**as sick
I move crumbs to bricks
Too fly rides
Wood frame playa leather inside
That’s dat high deffinition TV live
Check the chain, check the wrist, check the fuggle
Yes You know who it is
It’s yo boy once again Ching-A-Ling
My homeboy Manny Fresh on the track ya digg
We gon do this one from the end onto the HTL man
We gon keep it so fly so fresh and so clean
Ya dig what I’m sayin
G I B Yeah!