Burberry Lyrics

She need shades

'Cause she got expensive taste

Fly to Miami

'Cause she need the finest lace

Burberry coat wrapped around her waist

Take your drawers off

Let me get a taste

This chalk outline her thighs

This chalk where a nigga died

She crawled to suck a nigga dry

This pole made her pussy cry

I don' waited too long

To get you out them clothes

I know that you work hard

Let me suck your toes

You know that I work smart

'Cause I get them pro's

Flexin' like we 40

'Cause we been about our goals

You get nasty for me

'Cause you know I got the pipe

All your fans they be watchin'

Like it's Nick At Nite

All your friends they be sick

But they ain't gotta like

All my niggas they be faded

Like to fly them kites

She need shades

'Cause she got expensive taste

Fly to Miami

'Cause she need the finest lace

Burberry coat wrapped around her waist

Take your drawers off

Let me get a taste

This chalk outline her thighs

This chalk where a nigga died

She crawled to suck a nigga dry

This pole made her pussy cry