Lyrics:
Chef Killa
A hundred miles and running, catch your breath, pace yourself
Ain't tripping over petty shit, my shoes lace they self
We grinding baby
We
you
And these bummy ass hoes want a pair of new shoes
Money comes up so your worries go down
Shit can't go wrong if you got the rap crown
One day
the gang, we gon' pull up in groups
Get you knocked down for a new pair of shoes
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales,
Boy, you remind me, remind me of by Gucci Shoes
Every time you walk past, all the girls be looking at you
You got style just like a Bentley Coupe
And I
at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
Gonna kill me by degrees
When I met you, baby
I had a brand new pair of shoes
When I first met you, baby
I had a new pair of shoes
Take a look
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
babies in your hands
And the old man playing checkers by the trees
Mac Arturh Park is melting in the dark all the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone
babies in your hands
And the old man playing checkers by the trees
Mac Arturh Park is melting in the dark all the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone
And the chain so icey
Should've came with a pair of skis
Let them sneeze uh
Bet you ain't got a pair of these
And when the old school candy came
With a pair
Stepping in line with the sign of the timer
Seduced by the tune of the decadent dancer
Just buy a brand new pair of Fred Astaire shoes
Climbing
a heavy heart, my pair of iron shoes
Only your elongated shadow is remained behind
Can't go past it, stuck in my mind
Perhaps that's you without being by my
and a band playing' at the Old Key Lime
I'm heading on over for a cold rum floater by noon time
A little sand in my shoes and a tiki bar stool will do just
to the mac
Then I went and copped a bat
'Member started with the 'lac
Back then remember that?
We was getting chased by the rock
He caught his own? down
it like I swallowed firewood
I'm a big old bear, hip hoppin' over snares
Consuming everything around me
Eatin' beats in pairs, eatin' pears and beets
lucky? CLICK, looks like you are
CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, luck ain't goin too far
What you did was put on another pair of shoes
And they just happenned to be
some
New purse, pair of shoes, they should drop them
Rolls-Royce truck and that shit all tinted
Xella on my team and you know we winnin
That's my evil
You got a new pair of shoes
With the dollar spit-shine
But I still know it's you
You left your fingerprints
Here by the door
Thinking that you'd be
Stepping in line with the sign of the timer
Seduced by the tune of the decadent dancer
Just buy a brand new pair of fred astaire shoes
Climbing
shoes, blow stacks
Relax kids, black kids got a cravin' for cribs
Until we get back, unpack, leave the MAC with your Wis'
But whatever, I gotta hit
shoes, blow stacks
Relax kids, black kids got a cravin' for cribs
Until we get back, unpack, leave the MAC with your Wis'
But whatever, I gotta hit
with the black mac
Livin' like the Mafia, bitch, don't get to slacking up
And if these haters actin' up, throw 'em in the aqueduct
Free my nigga Earl,
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
[My minds a paradox, pair of socks
Ugh, tool, connect the dots
..Unorthodox, k-k-kick a rock
Fock, yeah, ready for equinox]
[My mind's a paradox,
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