Текст песни Something New - Millionaire's Estate

Ooh
Freaky me
Freaky you
After two
Lets go and try something new
No limit like Usher say he do
Ooh
Yeah the feeling has just hit you
And now you ready for round two
And I know just what to do

Rolled up Bentley truck feeling mighty fresh
Looking like money and I feel like success
Could it be the shades
Could it be that I'm blessed
Gotta change the game got no time for no stress
So I hit the scene stuntin like I'm on a movie set
I done got the bag so you won't see me write a check
All cash now
If she want it thats a bet
Gotta keep her iced out
Real shiny dripping wet
I'm boo'd up with my boo up at the W
ATL yeah she had a friend or two
It was cool
Penthouse suite yeah the room with the view
Close the whole floor off
Private party with the crew

You see money all around me
You know that I'm the man
Got these dancers all around me
I think those two are twins
So many bottles all around
I'm having shots again
And the Henney got em feeling friendly
Thinking Imma win

Hit the plug up for that plug in
Yep keep the change
Turn the music up and the lights down
Feeling strange
Skip the triple stacks for the brand new sextuplets
Girlies wanna show me that they really tryna fuck wit it

Rolling like a leaf in the wind
I just flow
I just go
Let it go
Lose control
Don't say no
Close yo eyes
Breathe out slow
Breathe in kush
Keep it close
Hold it in
Count to ten
Then you breathe it out ya nose

Ella Mai why yes you can do something to me
I'm from the A so you know we like a red bone shawty
See you in the videos lookin like ooh wee
Apologize to Epique but she seems to be fiendin
Watchin Ella she's fiendin
We laid up watchin her singing
She got the Millionaire's feelin

Ooh
Freaky me
Freaky you
After two
Lets go and try something new
No limit like Usher say he do
Ooh
Yeah the feeling has just hit you
And now you ready for round two
And I know just what to do

Woah
Don't slip on the drip my champagne spills
Woah
Don't slip on the drip my champagne spills

I'm in my winning feels
Goosebumps
Beluga Caviar on chill
Turned up
For real

Cue the confetti
Drop the chandelier
Where's that glass that Beyonce was in
I want it here
Top of the pops
We popping tops
No stopping
Booties get to dropping
And bodies get to rockin like this

I'm spilling champagne hydrate
Got me on vibrate
And I'm so turnt swear to God
Body soft but I play hard
Boy please I never stop

Oh yeah I'm made for this shit
Bout to go on vacation clear my mind a lil bit
Smoke a lil bit
Stroke a lil bit
Fuck the mini bar up
And take a skinny dip with my boo

At night I think of you
And all the fly shit that you do
That make me fuck with you
You the goat and you know its true
There's no upgrade after you

You got to be no short of amazing
Got the baddest bitches masturbating
Every time you play they be thinking of you in the worst ways
And it just makes me proud to say that you're mine

Ooh
Freaky me
Freaky you
After two
Lets go and try something new
No limit like Usher say he do
Ooh
Yeah the feeling has just hit you
And now you ready for round two
And I know just what to do