Lyrics:
black nah wack not Johnny Cash
Shoes used to be nice
Custom look like fisher price
Nice
Best seller with my cover
Have it done what's the number
Say
that thing up on me
I will not hesitate to let that thing go bussin’
In my shoes you’d be broke and fussin’
But in my shoes I’m rich and buzzin
Sticks
And got bit by a mosquito
Grew a garden full of cheer
I got cauliflower ear
I read all of Macbeth
And I learned how to cook meth
Yeah
I drew my
shoes, plus a new, hairdo, Whoo!
I'm mesmerized by the music that they bump in the club
I see my homegirl man (whas' happening, whas' up?)
Lookin like
a nigga back like that, no!
Oh girl I cant believe you zoned out
Played me for this dude nice shoes and a bottle of co-style
I'm that Don Wilson, 1st 1
a nigga back like that, no!
Oh girl I cant believe you zoned out
Played me for this dude nice shoes and a bottle of co-style
I'm that Don Wilson, 1st 1
saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was the Storytellers
Brothers Incorporated
took place 8 months
After I got saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was
Miami they even rock this. The streets is watching. and only blessed by a few.. you know my crew be more dancer than "Clue." The hottest since PUN is MON
look at the news
They asking me can I run it
Then tell em look at my shoes
Take the grays with the blues
And keep my eyes on the sun
I'd probably live
are by my side, it feels like we are flying!
Girl, I've been swervin'
By the look you've been cookin'
Ay, you've been avoidin'
from the boys you've been
it all at ease
I go by the name of C-Black by the way
And she go by the name Lil' Q
Hand down, man down, these niggas lookin' for him
No toys, lil'
winning and I was losing
Why come this far mentally to let myself trip over my shoes again?
Over my shoes again
Watch me chase my dreams
Watch me do my
Ran down the street
No shoes needed
I could handle the heat
I’d jump blindly
When I scale the tree
Never stop for a bloody knee
I knew where my mom hide
someone so nice I could kiss
I had to pay the price get my life in a twist
No, don't feel alive cause I'm trapped in the mist
But I'm lookin out for signs
6,7,10 months and it's harder to get by in this small...
Shoe selling shop
Everyday I wake up
Take my car and drive
I drive to work with people
Who take
I might just have something that's gonna make you move
I don't drive so you can drive go on grab ya shoes
If I come back down and ya not ready to go
Flicky in the whip, they wish I would slip, but I cannot give 'em the clout
Got my dream girl in my real life
In the dunya but I'm livin' nice
Bought
me I compete
You always know I hold it down whenever someone call on me, aye
Drippin to my knees
Shoes on double G
Blowin so much down I started coppin
running away
If you was in my shoes, take a look and see what I would do
I would always run, but the track became familiar too
White lines, three lanes,
the wrong nigga’s my loyalty/ uh
my loyalty made me a fool nigga/
thought it was rules to this shit/
but nigga’s don’t live by no rules nigga/
feel like
the pressure
My unit too nice, you only got one life
To live, think twice
(Think twice think twice twice twice twice)
Yo, aiyyo we swingle, make moves, PJ
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
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