Sione Toki - Brand New Secondhand

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Sha-la-la-la-la
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What I’m ‘bout to say gon’ make a lot o’ women hate me
But I’ma go ‘head say it to you
If not then let the devil come and take me
No it wouldn’t be right if I was fake to you

I don’t want no woman who been ran through by mad dudes
Tattoos of the last dude’s name on ya
No chance, I ain’t a statue
I’m a man, my pride could never put it past you

You’re a brand new second hand gyal
If that body count 1-2-3
You’re just a brand new second hand gyal
It’s as easy as A-B-C
You ain’t the one for me
Sorry, baby
He got all o’ you
So you got none for me
You’re just a brand new second hand gyal

Call me what you want, but I ain’t insecure
It’s just what I prefer
I’ll take a brand new big body suburban
Over high mile Caddy that’s left on a curb

Girl you must be out yo wig
Sayin’ you independent
But your ex send you a check
For a kid that isn’t his
I believe the world should just live and let live
Livin’ like you, girl the consequence is

You’re a brand new second hand gyal
If that body count 1-2-3
You’re just a brand new second hand gyal
It’s as easy as A-B-C
You ain’t the one for me
Sorry, baby
He got all o’ you
So you got none for me
You’re just a brand new second hand gyal

Who the cap fits
Let them wear it
Who the cap fits
Let them wear it
Woah

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Sha-la-la-la-la
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Written by:
EDWARD LIU, SIONE TOKI

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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