Brand Nu' Playa' - Jay Tee, Baby Bash

It´s a brand nu´ playa comin´ to town

So turn the babies in a, mayn

The message is clear, let´s get down

It´s a brand nu´ playa comin´ to town

Baby Beesh:

Now it´s about to be on, it´s about to be on

Chicano like a motherfucker, chop in you dome

I´m curvin´ off the Hennessey and I pull off that weed

I´m strikin´ through this motherfucker loaded and keyed

Laced up tight, now what you know about — that?

I come in peace, but now the hammers´ still cought back

Baby Beesh, can you like that tree?

When everybody wanna smoke with me?

Jay Tee:

Now when I step up on the scene, you know I´m whipped and g´d up

Playa Jay Tee be gett´n ripped ´n keyed up

To turn you beat up, and let me find the hoe

Three cops, some indo´, and grind some mo´

Then go to Liquor store, no need to ride foo´

´Couse we gon´ parkin´-lot pimpin´ till they slide trough

I´m in that light brown prown with the kicks to match

And be the first young hustla to bomb a batch

Jay Tee:

Now I´ma sellin´ game for whoever got some bread on he

and bomb that brogous, as long as she got some head on me

I´m sittin´ fat on it, at all the time that I will pimp it

Lookin´ just like my daddy, though without the limpin´

I would be simpin´, but never meet a salamanasier