Artist: New Boyz f/ Big Sean Album: Too Cool to Care Song: I Don't Care Typed by: stillswish@yahoo.com [Verse 1: Legacy] Hello bad bitch, hello, hello, bad bitch I don't like Knicks But the Irv got a nigga to wear that Melo swag shit Like ooh, yeah, you cocky huh? But I bet you can't take it like a Rocky punch Tryin to get it in, get it in, get it in Wanna let my stick get this hockey puck? I'm hella throwed, get hella throat I even got a big girl, call that bitch my jello bone The way she blow, she can't see my shit Got that Helen Keller dome You ever been to that space museum? Well my dick just like that telescope Ooh, damn! Ooh, damn! That pussy for my wish list I stop callin her kitty 'cuz 'em cats be on that fish shit She said she'll hit the tune because it's worth it She got many men, take 'em shots like Curtis, bitch [Hook: Legacy] This goes out for all my bad bitches, raise your cup Takin your girl, I don't give a fuck I don't care what they say (I don't care) What they say (I don't care) What they say (I don't care) Everybody leave your man tonight I swear you'll be glad that I took you home Everybody leave your man tonight And when I'm done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone Everybody leave your man tonight [Verse 2: Big Sean] Nigga, fuck your bitch! Nigga Okay, I make her call me BI Bitch I'm on my BI All my bottles, they be knee-high I red G's down, I put tree high I'm fresh out that fuckin limo and I'm everythin but sober Break, break, break, breakin that tree and baggin it up like it's October I walk in this bitch with a grip i my hand I tell her I'm me, she piss in her pants She shake it around and around and around Her coochie's a plug, my stick is a dam I found 20,000, and she just found my dick So I guess we both just hit a lick I tell her we-we-welcome, welcome to the good life Heard you had a bad day, well, let's make it a good night If they say we ain't big, we'll turn this to a Suge night Let's swim in alcohol and hop up on that red eye kush flight I'm Mr. Big, bitch, I do it [Hook] [Verse 3: Ben J] Bro, why your girl all up on me like I'm John Doe? Hangin out backstage waitin for a photo Oh, you dance, but you's a gogo? Well, shit, look, nice too meet you Know your man fuckin up, he can't handle your model features On a scale of 1 through 9, sorry shorty but you's a dime Know your man lost, I'm not gon' hesitate to make you mine I'm 'bout to snatch 'em up, like a food market, time to bag 'em up Because I only got one night and so we actin up Girls get drunk, bring them up So much sluts and its so much fun So much ass that I can't get back So I keep goin 'cause I can't get enough Lil' mama, where you goin? So much paper to be made, so much grindin to be taught My girl prefer to give me brain I must say, I must say, yeah, girl, your man frontin Fire flame, fire flame, fuck with us, we all stuntin New Boyz [Hook]