Designer shoes Lyrics

One, two, rock designer shoes

Three, four, feins at the door

Five, six, always keep the stick

Seven, eight, just in case a nigga play

I'm the one these white adore

Not 21, but keep me sword

Came a long way from riding accord

Look at me now, everything is foreign

Switch up my cars when I get bored

Tell a bad bitch, let me make her some porn

Say that I'm bold, say that I'm ford

Dick her down good, now she calling me Lord

I was in that cell, working out, making store

Your baby daddy a bitch, getting put on the door

Wack ass rappers, they real on the floor

Got a little money, but I want me some more

Going out bad, that's highly unlikely

Ask any nigga that ever tried to fight me

Fuck with designer, but love me some Nike

All white ones, And they icy , Is you geeked up

Bitch, I might be

Polo T-shirt, not no white tee

Feel like franchise, no, they like me

Fuck that bitch good until she knot kneed

Calm down after my daughter was born

Took off two years, now she's spoiled

Now I'm back, my foot on y'all neck

Next to blow, won't go for nothing less

Got a sharpen the knife

I know one of you bitch ass niggas plotting

I know one of you bitch ass niggas hating

We gon' keep getting money though

One, two, rock designer shoes

Three, four, feins at the door

Five, six, always keep the stick

Seven, eight, just in case a nigga play

One, two, rock designer shoes

Three, four, feins at the door

Five, six, always keep the stick

Seven, eight, just in case a nigga play