Lyrics:
titties and a fat ass/ Got a nigga harder then a math class/ The foreign got her pussy like dish a rag/ Retro bred 9/ Iron man I'm so drippy/ G star Camuto
Sheesh Se acabó Vince Camuto en la piel (prr) Portándome mal, pero fiel Fiel, pero sin mujer Repartiendo como abeja la miel y Sin ala' volao'
(Bevans Bumpin') Camuto is my fragrance that’s my swag Hey, I'm drippin' in that Terra ladies love it that’s a fact (huh) I watch my back, yeah No
stand at attention Camuto cologne covered Community closed cupboards Shutters shut too Closed down full monty When they leave you still got me Bills
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that! I'm selling Coach and Camuto, With a voice like Venuto Ass getting iced like Marinos, still
through, I'ma keep it simple Money on my temple, money on my mental Vince Camuto, my jacket for the season Chemical Brothers, you cut me off for no reason
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