Neiman Marcus (feat. P. Cade)
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In the trap you know that Boomer be scheming Hop in the foreign but It ain't a demon In the beamer you know Boomer be speeding Look at my feet and that Shit started bleeding Might just drop the new Bag at Neiman Marcus 'Member I used to drop Bags at Target Hopped on the new beat this Shit go retarded Me and my bois, we gon Eat regardless Smokin' so much dope I feel like a martian In the clouds, you might as well Call me Starship Come shop with me, yea you Gon' get a bargain Who's got the best gas Yea, Let's be honest Junkies at the beeper cuzz They gon' cop it True Religion, yea they Know how I'm rockin' Go to lenox, drop the bag Cuzz we shoppin' Hoes look at Me and P. Cade When we walk-in P. Cade unchained tarantino Yeah whippin it up like I'm Steve-O Ever since a youngin Thinkin bout cash flow I know that you know that he know That we know that she know Yeah yo bitch know mane Hop on the train Yeah we hoppin on Marta You say you grindin Well I'm workin harder Look at my sauce Yeah you should call me tartar I'm on the dream team I'm on the roster I am a starter You know I'm up next Wonder how we do it Lookin so perplexed You is so upset It's space cadet on the set You get wrecked So you best watch yo neck Cause you know I go crazy Just chasing a check I'm goin crazy goin crazy Chasin' the check I gotta the cash from the collection I gotta go and then Makin' investment You are not T.S.A You can't inspect it Ralphin' on the pussy Cuzz I had wrecked it Fucked her one time Now she stuck In my mentions Fucked her two times I'm releasin' the tension I just love seeing her Whole body naked Pass by them Haters I bust down I'm passin by haters I see a frown We kickin em out Yeah we tell em ciao You know we them youngins That run the town Yo man's a clown Yo man's is a bozo Got your girl on a string Just like a yoyo You is so lame You still rockin polo P. Cade the man He be saucin the mojo I'm withco bitch and She off a Four Loko I'm with yo bitch and She bounce like a pogo I like the way that She twist it and drop it Chicken Gang, yea We never cock-blockin I'm so high I'm flyin' In the sky like I'm a rocket I met the plug so They call me the socket It's P. Cade yea you know how I'm rockin When my songs plays the speakers be knockin In the trap you know that Boomer be schemin' Hop in the foreign but It ain't a demon In the Beamer you know Boomer be speedin' Look at my feet and that Shit started bleeding Might just drop the new Bag at Neiman Marcus 'Member I used to drop Bags at Target Hopped on the new beat this Shit go retarded Me and my bois, we gon Eat regardless Bag at Neiman Marcus Bag at Neiman Marcus Bag at Neiman Marcus This shit go retarded
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Written by: Jed Bishop, Jordan Boomgaarden
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