8. "Like, half of Foxy's lyrics are a commercial for hot shit from that time" In response to In response to 4
That's why I get baguettes, 5 carats and all that From Dolce Gabana to H Bendel I'm ringing bells So who the player, I still keep you in the illest gators Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscing On how I fuck the best and shit Especially when I'm sipping Baileys Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis I push the Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was I got you fronting in Armani sweaters, before this rap shit When you was in leathers and bullshit berettas And E classes with Mo in the glasses Shows in Cali with all the flavor suede Bally's Now all your mens is up in your Benz's