Ghetto Stilettos Lyrics

She know how hold me right

Feeding me, I'm on a diet

We a team like Bon & Clyde

When I leave she down to ride

Steady hectic, on a roll

Every second on the go

So eclectic all we know

Fuck the skeptics I'm a gloat

I'm a go to Pappaduex, and stock my soul

Wit papa's rolls, 5 of those I'm popping loads

It's congestive, stop-n-go

Verbal message, rocks I throw

Goin' catch it, lock-n-load

Born in Texas, all I know

Rep it until my pockets swole

Tell me what the topic is

I'm a Houston rock da biz

Prone to shoot and cop da kicks

Only truth cans stop the fibs

Only pray with confidence

Ándale with straps and sins

Any place I stop I win won't hesitate to the pop the lid

Lock stock and barrel, hot shot apparel

I got dinero with thoughts of a Pharaoh

Muchos modelos and brought from the ghetto

My bitch won't settle and walk in stilettos

Fuck the snakes, I don't relate

Don't fuck with fake, I won't pretend

Dey super fake and always flake

I won't debate, and won't befriend

You say you wanna a better shake

They wanted beef I got them cake.

I baked the cake with no mistakes

I got them straight for better fate

Praying for the morning light

I'm looking for the northern lights

Painless world is all I'd like

Change the world with all my might

All my life, been born to fight

In the jungle tiger stripes

I'm in stride to get ahold of life

I hope I'm doing it right

Lock stock and barrel, hot shot apparel

I got dinero with thoughts of a Pharaoh

Muchos modelos and brought from the ghetto

My bitch won't settle and walk in stilettos

5'6 & narrow, got hips and pelo

Hot shit n feral, my bitch a metal

No mucho dinero and brought from the ghetto

My bitch and your bitch on two different levels

Someone checked that I'm da goat

Sink or swim and I'm a float

Your thinking's thin and I'm coat

You reaching in and trying to cope

You need a cleanse and I'm the soap

When we begin, then I'm your coach

You preaching sin and I'm the pope

Your teaching ends when I'm a croak

Many friends is pycho

But needing friends is vital

But it depends on if your friends will hold you like a rifle

My hope,

Is that they can stroke you like it's Michael

Phelps, in a Tidal

Wave of resistance I got days of existence

And fewer days in the distant

No need pitch in, I'm about to reposition

Back to the topic, yeah I couldn't drop it

My bitch a top pick and her shit is top shit

Lock stock and barrel, hot shot apparel

I got dinero with thoughts of a Pharaoh

Muchos modelos and brought from the ghetto

My bitch won't settle and walk in stilettos

5'6 & narrow, got hips and pelo

Hot shit and feral, my bitch a metal

No mucho dinero and brought from the ghetto

My bitch and your bitch on two different levels

My bitch won't settle and walk in stilettos

My bitch won't settle and walk in stilettos