The Devil Wears Prada - Still Fly lyrics
[The Devil Wears Prada - Still Fly lyrics]
What's up, Fresh? It's our turn, baby
Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly
Gotcha car play gems on shine
Said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl
Let's ride you're the number one stunna
And we gonna glide
And go straight to the mall
And turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length
Leather, Burbons cooler, coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy, fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G Wagon so fly
Number 1 don't tangle and twistle
When it come to these cars
My hands are faithful
The Gucci with the matching interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunna and we're like brothers
We shine like paint daddy, this our summer
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my momma's name
But, I'm hood rich, dadada, dada, dada
Have you ever seen the crocodile
Seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and
Let em' bite ya butt
See, the steering wheel is Fendi
Dashboard Armani
With your baby momma playa is
Where you can find me
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's
Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose
With the navigation arrow headed
Straight to iHop
Aunt Jaimama really likes me 'cause
My syrup is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 wheel Benz
Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run-flat
TV where the horn go, boy, can you top that?
I'ma show you something rookie
Press that button
The trunk went eh eh and all of a sudden
Four fifteen's, didn't see no wire's
And then I heard boom from the amplifiers
Let me slide in the Benz
With the fished out fins
Impala Loud pipes, bringin' the mayhem
It's the birdy birdy, man, I'll do it again
In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's
Look at my Gucci, it's about that time
6 rad dudes flying in at 9
New Suburban truck with the page up showin'
Black and White and Red and Gold and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus, you know
With that hard top beamer, momma
That's your truck
I'm coming up, the hood been lovely
Let's open the top and wake up the bubbley
430 lex with convertible top
The rims keep spinning every time I stop
I got a Superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a old school Caddy with
A diamond in the back
Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent
'cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, 'cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But, I'm hood rich, da dada dada da
Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly
Gotcha car play gems on shine
Said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl
Let's ride you're the number one stunna
And we gonna glide
And go straight to the mall
And turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length
Leather, Burbons cooler, coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy, fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G Wagon so fly
Number 1 don't tangle and twistle
When it come to these cars
My hands are faithful
The Gucci with the matching interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunna and we're like brothers
We shine like paint daddy, this our summer
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my momma's name
But, I'm hood rich, dadada, dada, dada
Have you ever seen the crocodile
Seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and
Let em' bite ya butt
See, the steering wheel is Fendi
Dashboard Armani
With your baby momma playa is
Where you can find me
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's
Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose
With the navigation arrow headed
Straight to iHop
Aunt Jaimama really likes me 'cause
My syrup is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 wheel Benz
Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run-flat
TV where the horn go, boy, can you top that?
I'ma show you something rookie
Press that button
The trunk went eh eh and all of a sudden
Four fifteen's, didn't see no wire's
And then I heard boom from the amplifiers
Let me slide in the Benz
With the fished out fins
Impala Loud pipes, bringin' the mayhem
It's the birdy birdy, man, I'll do it again
In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's
Look at my Gucci, it's about that time
6 rad dudes flying in at 9
New Suburban truck with the page up showin'
Black and White and Red and Gold and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus, you know
With that hard top beamer, momma
That's your truck
I'm coming up, the hood been lovely
Let's open the top and wake up the bubbley
430 lex with convertible top
The rims keep spinning every time I stop
I got a Superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a old school Caddy with
A diamond in the back
Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent
'cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, 'cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But, I'm hood rich, da dada dada da