Everybody Thinks ft. Dannyebtracks Lyrics

She's steppin out

Best dressed

But she can't be

The one's to say it

She's got a reputation

No exaggeration

She ain't really nothing

To play with

Enviable

Taking big risks

Whether runways or

Red carpets

It don't matter

Man

She got this

She can make Vogue

Add a center-fold

Cool, calm and collected

Comfortable

Under the spotlight

Interviews

With introspective

In retrospect

She's got appetite

Zest for life

She takes it by the horns

Turn a whole meal

Into a sacrifice

Every motion

Like soft porn

She suns Aphrodite

In the afterlife

Never miss a smile

Camera snaps

Algorithms

Say she's action-packed

Science states

She has a perfect face

The whit is sharp

But the back ain't flat

If looks could kill

She's got her weapons armed

Her gpa

Pentagon

Sides

Point

Zero hassles

Her fragrance is

Spontaneous

The way she arch her back man

Heart attack fam

In a tennis skirt

Compliments

With back hand

Super star

With her super stans

Super fans

She got super twins

They're steppin out

Best dressed

But they can't be

The one's to say it

She's got a reputation

No exaggeration

She ain't really nothing

To play with

Everybody

Thinks their somebody

But anybody

Can get it

Background

On the front page

Everybody

Think they pimpin

Pimpin

He was jovial when he was flipping bricks

Gave her nicknames

Always in a pinch

Insults

Just to keep her down

He can be cool

With no one else around

He could be cruel

She go downtown

They got Barry White

They got James Brown

She better respond

Or he get his beast on

He break his crease on

He knock her wig off

She put her wig on

Get her gig on

He's got no mercy

In his pimp bones

How his ring glows

He's a psycho

Hangin' out on the street

He's where the night goes

Hard slang

On the boardwalk

Shut your mouth

He let's the money talk

Money game

When you see him coming

He don't have time

For throwing salt

It's a now business

Sprint life

Do it wrong

Until he gets it right

No religion

No afterlife

Stir the pot

Feed the hype

In a crisis of the conscience

He's stone face

Obnoxious

With his cold play

She's fed up

Keep your head

Get your bread

He's as good as dead

She's steppin out

Best dressed

But she can't be

The one's to say it

She's got a reputation

No exaggeration

She ain't really nothing

To play with

Everybody

Thinks their somebody

But anybody

Can get it

Background

On the front page

Everybody

Think they pimpin

Pimpin