Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Ting, artist - Marc E. Bassy.
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
New Ting |
I got a new ting, I love her like butane |
We get fire in a minute |
She just make me feel different, got me 2 Chainz |
She tell me stories, yeah she do |
All the shit that her dad did |
If her mother fuckin' run up 'cause she lookin' like a come-up |
She a savage |
Baby, don’t be shy, you don’t ever need a reason why |
If you give me that reaction, I’ma give you satisfaction |
Don’t tell me no lies, I won’t tell you no lies |
If you give me that reaction, I’ma make sure that you’re satisfied |
You’re my new thing, you’re my new thing |
I ain’t thinking 'bout the past now |
You’re my new thing, you’re my bad girl |
'Bout to hit you with the pad down |
I got a new boo, already been to Nobu |
She ain’t impressed with the press |
Let me hit it in the back seat of my old school |
I’m slappin' old school, she like Bacardi |
We on the west side highway |
Racing down the sun in a 'Rarri |
Baby, don’t be shy, you don’t ever need a reason why |
If you give me that reaction, I’ma give you satisfaction |
Don’t tell me no lies, I won’t tell you no lies |
If you give me that reaction, I’ma make sure that you’re satisfied |
You’re my new thing, you’re my new thing |
I ain’t thinking 'bout the past now |
You’re my new thing, you’re my bad girl |
'Bout to hit you with the pad down |
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke |
Never got me quite as high |
When I get you home, we got nothing on |
I’ma love you 'til we die |
Baby, don’t be shy, you don’t ever need a reason why |
If you give me the reaction, I’ma give you satisfaction |
Don’t tell me no lies, I won’t tell you no lies |
If you give me that reaction, I’ma make sure that you’re satisfied |
You’re my new thing, you’re my new thing |
I ain’t thinking 'bout the past now |
You’re my new thing, you’re my bad girl |
'Bout to hit you with the pad down |
You’re my new thing, you’re my new thing |
I ain’t thinking 'bout the past now |
You’re my new thing, you’re my bad girl |
'Bout to hit you with the pad down |
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke |
Never got me quite as high |
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke |
Never got me quite as high |