Lyrics:
food need more duck sauce (oh no)
Got my brim to the back with a fresh fade
See my pants still sag and my Tims suede
Dirt bikes going off that'd be us
to the promised land
Lobsters and limousines
Blue suede shoes and a movie queen
Lobsters I've been told
Hollywood streets are paved with gold
Fat legs on a sunset
ain't a thang
Suede, leather, getty's and cane
Skrilla for rilla, money ain't a thang
Superfly hoes with a nose for Gs
Skrilla for rilla, money ain't
Yeah, Got to put my heart all in it
Got to put my heart all in it
Wonder if my heart still in it
Wonder why they smiles all grinning
Suede
tutti fruiti, I love her child so
"Ooh", Like a hound dog everywhere I go
Whenever I'm around her I'm on my p's and q's
She might step on my blue suede
move out 'fore the rent comes due
'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe
All your children want to rock, mama
All your children want to roll
We
goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag
He's got a car made of suede
With a black
move out 'fore the rent comes due
'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe
All your children want to rock, mama
All your children want to roll
We
goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag
He's got a car made of suede
With a black
I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes
These cowboy boots, getting kind of restless
They ain't got a single
anything that he wants to do
Step on Jesse James's blue suede shoes
'Cause he's a tough lover (yeah, yeah)
He's a tough lover (woo)
Tough Lover (yeah,
I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes
These cowboy boots, getting kind of restless
They ain't got a single
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy,
tutti fruiti, I love her child so
"Ooh", Like a hound dog everywhere I go
Whenever I'm around her I'm on my p's and q's
She might step on my blue suede
freezin wit the flame I put the blame on tough job
Generatin low life, Geechi Suede see'est la vie
Shook it off, now start to say one Bogart
Caca, Caca
Well, it's one for the money
Two for the show
Three to get ready
Now go, cat, go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but
You're always dancing down the street
With your suede blue eyes
And every new boy that you meet
He doesn't know the real surprise
(Here she
You're always dancing down the street
With your suede blue eyes
And every new boy that you meet
He doesn't know the real surprise
(Here she
You're always dancing down the street
With your suede blue eyes
And every new boy that you meet
He doesn't know the real surprise
(Here she
tryin' to live too fast
And we might as well try to live in class
We better move out before the rent comes due
'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe
Look!
I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes
Lambs, rams, hogs, dogs (Suede the remix god)
Beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes
Chicken, turkeys,
Better move out before the rent comes due
'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe
All your children want to rock, mama
All your children wanna rock
goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag
He's got a car made of suede
With a black
cool with
I’m a street entrepreneur, condo, connoisseur
Furs, suede, my car’s the core
Nigga I been a boss I employed my boys
And show em a bunch
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