Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cloth Talk , by - Nef The Pharaoh. Release date: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cloth Talk |
| JuneOnnaBeat |
| Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk |
| Rare Gucci fit with the RAF Simons |
| coming, hanging in my kitchen |
| I just might show up to the party in Japanese denim |
| , got to keep up my image |
| Boss walk, cloth talk your shit look cheap |
| My seven hundred Yeezys came early in the mail |
| I’m rocking with custom |
| Complex about me |
| Your baby daddy still |
| with the cheetah |
| My son got so much Bape that the zoo want to keep him |
| I rock Off-White or Gucci on the weekends |
| Carry the diamond |
| Fuck, would never wear FootLocker sweats |
| Might open |
| It’s a Glock in my Ksubi jeans, bitch I keep a strap |
| I got exclusive |
| Heron Preston, long sleeve with the turtleneck |
| Disco Inferno got me dripping like I’m A$AP |
| Goyard, Chanel, where your money at |
| I spent the bag in YSL ‘cause I’m in love with that |
| I got so many Guiseppes, I swear my closet fat |
| And I got a separate bedroom, red bottoms at |
| Get my side piece a first, she got a heart attack |
| I told that bitch, «relax her nerves, it’s just a starter pack» |
| Best dressed since ‘95, I put my all on that |
| Boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth walk, cloth walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Boss walk, hop out, let the wrist talk |
| Baguettes they jumping out the watch like it’s crisscross |
| Canary yellow diamond, they’ve got me pissed off |
| What’s your worth, challenge, hold it up, how much your wrist cost |
| Knock, knock, heard the drop, then your shit flopped |
| Bop, bop, chicken head, give me great top |
| One shot, leave you dead in the parking lot |
| Nonstop, niggas trapping out the damn block |
| Throw the Glock, now we running from the damn cops |
| The night in Vegas, I done hit the fucking jackpot |
| They hit the shit, they get addicted, call it crack-rock |
| I’m stuffing racks in my jeans till them pocket part |
| I put codeine in my soda, it straight drop |
| You tried to scheme, it’s over, the whole plot |
| Them hundreds old from 2000, they still rot |
| Been in the game, five years, and we still hot |
| Boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth walk, cloth walk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga |
| Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk, boss walk, boss walk, nigga Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga |
| Boss walk |
| Real exclusive fabrics |
| You understand me? |
| The 101s |
| The cloths that very hard to get |
| Sneakers all you niggas stressing about |
| I’ve done stepped in them |
| I just might show up to the party in Japanese denim |
| Hear-ye, Hear-ye say |
| Freshest nigga, I’m gone |
| Cut me off Dre |