Lyrics:
your hands, give you hugs, and romance and kisses
Each glance is delicious, any stance is precious
Even sweat pants and slippers, while you doing
fell
For a pretty young lady, I hear quite the stunner
Who then turned out to be, uh-huh, quite the runner
See at the end of the night, this woman
like MICH3 you couldn't wild me
Cause
I'm just sliding on a slipper
Steady ballin' like the Clipper
Shawty so bad I don tipped her
Freaking very nice
gotta do what you feel, like a blind lady
You gotta spread your wings and just fly, baby
It feel like you're reborn?
That's my baby
She said she feel
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
Did cash
ladies and gentlemen!
(crowd laughs loudly)
Boy got a shoe size of a milk carton.
Ten gallon hat wearin'......
(crowd continues laughing)
So...so....so
cinderellas
They think I got they glass slippers, but I got a news flash
I not your ass-kisser, you'll get cruised past
Scoop up a lil momma in a H2 hummer
change if you wear glass slippers
How can you prove that you're not a day tripper
Don't make me call Jack the Ripper
Hey lady, you can be deaf to him
Feel the bargain bin Charles Dickens
My dinner goes, "Grandma
What large slippers"
It doesn't count unless you eat the heart
Same goes for the trope
your hands, give you hugs, and romance and kisses
Each glance is delicious, any stance is precious
Even sweat pants and slippers, while you doing
an icon wearing slippers made of pythons
Get mine quicker 'cause I'm slick as a pipeline
Transporting the oil, tribulation and toil
Hit the operation,
on these niggas
Baby, I'm a star and my constellation's the Big Dipper
Your lady call me daddy when she pullin' on my zipper
And, yeah, I might tip her,
Coolin' out, chillin' with my homeboy Paul
Now we was chillin', talkin' to ladies up inside of the mall
I got a few numbers and some girl's address
So I was
Hopin' that i slow up and change one day
But these Hillwood streets got me raised one way
I told my lady one day we gon' be like the Bradys
But for now
wanna own a casket this soon
Get at the bitches, nigga, bump to the boom
The ladies love me cause I love myself
I'm like an age, by no wine in time
as an armadillo
Roll like an eighteen wheeler
Shinin' like the slipper
Of Cinderella
And bad weather
And acapella
THIS FELLA
TOP SELLER!!!!
Gonna be that
Lady Kier :
Something's going on with blaze
She can shake the sky
Flying saucers in her eyes
Senses wide awaking
Out the freaking side
All day
Lady Luck is no-one's fool.
There are roly poly mamas, electric slippers on their feet
They're dancing to the rhythm of the night and the heat
corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the candy paint job
Import export up and down the highway
Old ladies transportin straight through the skyways
In
Fifteen minutes past curfew and she was livid
Came looking for me in her housecoat and slippers
That embarrassed me enough in front of my friends
me lose common sense
Trust issues
Lust issues
Thru all the hoes, I only missed you
If the shoe fits I wear it now cuz that glass slipper only fits you
the morning or late
Say the word, on my way
Hop in the Lambo, I'm on my way
Drew House slippers on with a smile on my face
I'm elated that you are my lady
You
Keep givin' em your money so they pockets ain't empty
At the Casino
I met an old lady she was all a wreck
She just blew every cent of her retirement
the keys to the Moke
After midnight
Shenanigans begin
Beautiful ladies
Got it raining men
Did I hear you say
Cinderella's gonna stay out late
High rollers
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