Lyrics Ball Drop - Fabolous , French Montana

Well in juts about 15 seconds from now, it′ll be 1990. We're gathered down below as we say goodbye to 1989. The ball is moving, the crowd sees it, you can hear ′em. Oh can you ever heard 'em. They know when it hits the bottom it'll be 1990, goodbye to the 80′s
Happy new year!
Whoa whoa whoa
(Haan
Change is good for everybody)
Montana)
(Haan)
When that hate don′t work they start telling lies
Baby work, go on bust it wide
It's that new money, let the drugs dry
I cut my bitch off when the ball drop
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I just don′t know why
Hating hoes ain't happy
And happy hoes ain′t hatin'
Better check the situation
I could fix your situation
Whoa whoa whoa
I cut them bitches off when the ball drop
New money, new year, then the call dropped
(New money, new year, let them drugs drop
Cut them niggas off when the ball drop
Cause them real niggas ain′t [?]
And them hatin' niggas ain't real
And baby I could help your situation
No top smokin′ medication)
This the new year resolution
We gotta be the winners cause the rest is losin′
I told em get money, that's the best solution
When you do, wear your rocket like you rest in Houston
When niggas throw my style I ain′t stressed to boostin'
It′s time to make more money, less excuses
My old bitch on death row, it's time for execution
My new bitch is bad ass, she the best since Boosie
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I just don′t know why
12 o' clock in the [?] drop
Cut them niggas off when the ball drops
Young boy, hot head in the soft top
Cause when them shots ain't ringin′ you can′t call shots
Mix some white and brown on the corner strap
Might be the Mike Brown, where you rollin' at
[?] hundred on the Lincoln
3 quarter [?] blew the tank off [?]
Niggas scared to play it like Richard Mellor
I hope I never Tom Heller, die
Scramble like a gold fiend (dope fiend)
Keep your head up like your nose bleedin′
But right here got 30 ounce left on
On that left lane nigga with a bitch form
I just don't know why
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I just don′t know why
When that hate don't work they start telling lies
Baby work, go on bust it wide
It′s that new money, let the drugs dry
I cut my bitch off when the ball drop
Hating hoes ain't happy
And happy hoes ain't hatin′
Better check the situation
I could fix your situation
Whoa whoa whoa
I cut them bitches off when the ball drop
New money, new year, then the call dropped
(New money, new year, let them drugs drop
Cut them niggas off when the ball drop
Cause them real niggas ain′t [?]
And them hatin' niggas ain′t real
And baby I could help your situation
No top smokin' medication)
Cuttin′ off hoes when the ball drop
Ridin' with my woes til′ the casket drop
Quiet for you suckas, hear a pin drop
I buy this mother fucker like the price drop
Shawty bag it up, let that ass drop
Mommy killin' em, [?] tear drop
Bitch I'm on fire, need to stop drop
Nigga this the flow that got your artist dropped
Heard he was a rat, heard he done dropped
Hit em in the head, watch the body drop
Dollars coming down like rain drops
New year, new money, nigga ball drop
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I just don′t know why