Lyrics HIGH FASHION - Joey Trap

HIGH FASHION

High fashion, top rocket, ayy
Your bitch is a hot pocket, ayy
, ayy, she thottin', uh
Every time I link, I think the feds watchin', ayy
Diamonds on my wrist, I’m, in my bed shoppin', ayy
I don’t hit the mall no more, we been copped that, uh
Bought a private island with your girl poppin', ayy
High fashion, ayy, out pocket
Fly action, ain’t no pilot, ayy
I be flexin' on 'em but with no diet
Even when the bank is closed, we still got it
And you know I probably pull up in that Bentley or that Rover
I be off the wax, I don’t know when I’m sober
When I’m with your shorty, she wanna sleep over, yee
High fashion, top rocket, ayy
Your bitch is a hot pocket, ayy
, ayy, she thottin', uh
Every time I link, I think the feds watchin', ayy
Diamonds on my wrist, I’m, in my bed shoppin', ayy
I don’t hit the mall no more, we been copped that, yeah
And we been did
And you niggas S.O.L., how you ain’t did shit?
Get them bricks, sell dope like niggas never been lit
And my rollie light the block up, like it’s Christmas, yee
High fashion
You broke, you is not cashin', hold on
You rappers is not snappin', hahaha