Lyrics:
you can make the day so much better
Getting a souvenir or maybe a letter
I really flipped over the gray cashmere sweater
Freddy my love, Freddy my
lifting off
The whole time I just been cut from different cloth
This is Cashmere, is that clear?
Catching paper cuts from the paper I've counted the past
cashmere, count the sheep that you
So you can go to sleep, yes you can go to sleep
Said you can go to sleep, said you can go to sleep
Good night, good
Wherever I go so there ya have it
Cashmere fabrics never caught in last years garments
Holsters under armpits chauffeurs and the charms lit
ice cream
Prendi freddo anche tu con il
Tuo giubbotto in cashmere (Brr)
Questi chiacchieroni abbaiano: "Bau, bau"
(Woof)
Ma sono fresh, suono fresh come
(Wu-tang style)
(The U in Wu-Tang is for what?)
(Statik Selektah) Statik, you a beast, bruh
Cashmere pea coat
Fella caught a fortune off
Nothing but cash here, this sweater is cashmere
The roof is a translucent, it's nothing but glass there
The car is a concept, what's next is my last year
My
That be up in the coats I wear
Wherever I go so there ya have it
Cashmere fabrics never caught in last years garments
Holsters under armpits
porter we still mobbin on fear, bother
Rest fears on the cashmere, I still got 'em
You walk slick, thick
Behind wobblin', when I beat it
Probably can
cookies
Lest why'all can deal with them bookies
Aww sooky sooky, now looky looky here
Yo you softer than pink cashmere
Just catchin up with rhymes that
to cheer me, cashmere me
I'm getting hungry, peel me grape
Here's how to be an agreeable chap
Love me and leave me in luxury's lap
Hop when I
the [?]
My regular [?]
Currency and cashmere
You drove [?] your way, I told her she can crash here
Yeah I'm counting paper like the cashier
Living like
great, body softer than cashmere
Anytime her cheques drop she knows she can crash here
Them other broads is other broads
All of them is last year
Can't
more Maybachs
More phantom chops
Ball til we fall til
Da judge let da hammer
Drop
[Chorus: x4]
Champagne dreams
Cashmere nightmares
Nigga
bread getting stockier
Army apparel, draped in the Vatican
You rocking that last year
The bulletproof vessels is cashmere
Burning in a hostler, or toast
Hooligan goon shit, never onto FUBU
Never on computers
Niggas never heard of Google
Mink slippers lounging with
The cashmere headband
Still spending Euro's,
coffee still a bit too long
Scent of sweet treats at the tip of my nose
Wrapped in cashmere as the cold wind blows
More to do than the time I have
Ohh
niggas on
Keep the cashmere vickis on yea she keep them vickis on
Keep my locs on see you hatin' mother fuckers keep my locs on you know they match my
needs a re-up
She'll call her friend Robby
Rich girl with a trust fund, bitch is waspy
Yeah, and she won't wear
It unless it's cashmere
And she won't buy
first
Parisian linen garb and cashmere shirts
War is necessary, war brings pain
But war is necessary, war brings peace
‘Cause war is necessary, get your
Ay yo life's good cashmere sweaters and a Rover
Pull up at the club gettin' love pull 'em over
Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
We sit burn
in a Porsche, in a cashmere sweater
Crime, revenge, I'm tellin you this
The people that laugh are the people that knows
Her community complained,
sooky, now looky looky here
Yo you softer than pink cashmere
Just catchin' up with rhymes that I fuckin' dropped last year
I flow clear like Evian, tap
the way the cashmere touch em'
How the lights bounce off the ice
This dude here is frontin
But you love it though
Everybody in here know
A million
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