High Priced Shoes Songtext
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High Priced Shoes Songtext
Alright now, let′s go to work, pack a lunch
Come on
And he's lose
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I′m feelin' brand new (huh)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new (huh)
Uh, Break it down low
If you wanna act up, then kick it with a pro
I′m sick of being cautious, got me nauseous
I need safe space for me to get toxic, huh
Go crazy, I'm feelin′ sexy right now, oh, baby
Party with a Betty, old lady
I'm just feelin′ good, buddy
Don't hate me
Oh, no, assemble the ratchets
Let′s go hit the road
Pockets new money, they 'bout to explode
I'm banning Karens, only barbarians
Smokin′ and starin′ at my funeral
With optional clothes
Shut the fuck up, bro, they not gonna know
Hakuna matata
Bro stop bein' so scared
You know I got bail money (and he′s lose)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new (huh)
(Cash money, cash money)
(I'm talkin real cash money)
What up tho (ooh) what up tho (ooh)
What up tho (ooh) what up tho (ooh)
When I slide through, can I get loose?
Then I go boom, I like them shoes
I am that dude, I am that dude
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Fuck the strip club
I'm on the balcony of the hotel
In a fuckin′ robe, throwin′ tips up
Cheeks all kissed up
Lipstick from a misfit in a hot tub
Spicy with the drip got the hot sauce
Imma show off, Imma hot dog
Gotta heat check when the shots hot
Put the music on the street make the block hot
Karate in the garage
I'm probably with all the dogs
I′m partyin' like a boss, I′m starting a renaissance
A naked woman in socks, she beggin' for a menage
I′m partyin' like a boss, I'm partyin′ like a
It′s impossible today to ever know the truth
So, a hundred dollars to whoever
Fuckin' catch and hold the goose
All I′m sayin' is I need a place
Where I can get loose, bitch, loose
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I′m feelin' brand new (huh, cash money, cash money)
(I′m talking real cash money)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin' brand new (huh, cash money, cash money)
(I′m talking real cash money)
What up, tho (ooh) what up, tho (ooh)
What up, tho (ooh) what up, tho (ooh)
When I slide through, can I get loose?
Then I go boom,I like them shoes
I am that dude, I am that dude
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Shimmy, shimmy, ya
Shimmy yam, shimmy, ye
If you into kidnapping
Then just take me away
I′m feelin' brand new, ew shoes (hm)
Shimmy, shimmy, ya
Shimmy yam, shimmy, ye
If it ain′t about the money
Then there's nothin′ to say
I'm feelin′ brand new, oh, I'm feelin brand new
I am that dude, I am that dude (oh)
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Don't stop, we go straight to the top
Don′t stop, we go straight to the top
I am that dude, I am that dude (oh)
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Don′t stop, we go straight to the top
Don't stop, we go straight to the top
And we′re all goin' together
Come on
And he's lose
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I′m feelin' brand new (huh)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new (huh)
Uh, Break it down low
If you wanna act up, then kick it with a pro
I′m sick of being cautious, got me nauseous
I need safe space for me to get toxic, huh
Go crazy, I'm feelin′ sexy right now, oh, baby
Party with a Betty, old lady
I'm just feelin′ good, buddy
Don't hate me
Oh, no, assemble the ratchets
Let′s go hit the road
Pockets new money, they 'bout to explode
I'm banning Karens, only barbarians
Smokin′ and starin′ at my funeral
With optional clothes
Shut the fuck up, bro, they not gonna know
Hakuna matata
Bro stop bein' so scared
You know I got bail money (and he′s lose)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin′ brand new (huh)
(Cash money, cash money)
(I'm talkin real cash money)
What up tho (ooh) what up tho (ooh)
What up tho (ooh) what up tho (ooh)
When I slide through, can I get loose?
Then I go boom, I like them shoes
I am that dude, I am that dude
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Fuck the strip club
I'm on the balcony of the hotel
In a fuckin′ robe, throwin′ tips up
Cheeks all kissed up
Lipstick from a misfit in a hot tub
Spicy with the drip got the hot sauce
Imma show off, Imma hot dog
Gotta heat check when the shots hot
Put the music on the street make the block hot
Karate in the garage
I'm probably with all the dogs
I′m partyin' like a boss, I′m starting a renaissance
A naked woman in socks, she beggin' for a menage
I′m partyin' like a boss, I'm partyin′ like a
It′s impossible today to ever know the truth
So, a hundred dollars to whoever
Fuckin' catch and hold the goose
All I′m sayin' is I need a place
Where I can get loose, bitch, loose
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I′m feelin' brand new (huh, cash money, cash money)
(I′m talking real cash money)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-do that dance
Ooh, god damn, who that man?
I'm feelin' brand new (huh, cash money, cash money)
(I′m talking real cash money)
What up, tho (ooh) what up, tho (ooh)
What up, tho (ooh) what up, tho (ooh)
When I slide through, can I get loose?
Then I go boom,I like them shoes
I am that dude, I am that dude
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Shimmy, shimmy, ya
Shimmy yam, shimmy, ye
If you into kidnapping
Then just take me away
I′m feelin' brand new, ew shoes (hm)
Shimmy, shimmy, ya
Shimmy yam, shimmy, ye
If it ain′t about the money
Then there's nothin′ to say
I'm feelin′ brand new, oh, I'm feelin brand new
I am that dude, I am that dude (oh)
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Don't stop, we go straight to the top
Don′t stop, we go straight to the top
I am that dude, I am that dude (oh)
I am that dude, I am that dude, I am that
Don′t stop, we go straight to the top
Don't stop, we go straight to the top
And we′re all goin' together
Writer(s): Jacob Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

