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Calvin Harris - New Money Lyrics

New Money Song Lyrics
New Money by Calvin Harris Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci on me, check (21), Hermes, check
Louis V', check, yeah, Fendi cost a check (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck (Yeah), make your b**ch wet (Yeah)
Treat me like a king (Yeah), no disrespect (21)
Show you how to ball (Ball), meet me at the mall (Mall)
She said, "Why you hard?" b**ch, I'm a dog (Roof)
Went and bought a 'Rari (21), left the sh*t parked (Parked)
I ain't with the Twitter sh*t, I let it spark (Fah)

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits
You domestic, all I ride is foreign sh*t
Sippin' Hi-Tec and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it
Sippin' Hi-Tec and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet

Ridin' in a coupe (21), tryna find a route (21)
Draco in the seat make ya chicken noodle soup (Yeah)
Jumped off the stoop, never wore a suit (21)
Rap niggas come around Savage, get screwed (On God)
f**k my best partner, make that b**ch drop him (On God)
Never sold drugs, nigga, I'm a robber (Yeah)
Lil' b**ch bother, hit dawg, holler
Hit my first lick, went and bought a Marni collar (On God)

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits
You domestic, all I ride is foreign sh*t
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits
You domestic, all I ride is foreign sh*t
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing—
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet