| Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
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| Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
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| Whole fit lit, it cost me nada
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| Bitches always talking, I give them all nada
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| I’m so fly
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| I don’t even try
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| I get so high, I can touch the sky
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| Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype
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| I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
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| Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty
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| Smoking big gas
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| And damn it smell funny
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| Ain’t a fucking thing that no one could tell me
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| I drop the fits and I drop the hits
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| Pull the alarm as soon as it’s lit
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| Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick
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| Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss
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| Drip everywhere on account of the clothes
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| I’m going dumb switch up on my flow
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| I be right up when I’m down ten toes
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| Always make a lot of money selling out my shows
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| Anime lit
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| And I’m blessed with the drip
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| Baby biohazard
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| The slime go real quick
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| Money a knot and it look like a cyst
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| I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip
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| Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
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| Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
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| Whole fit lit
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| It cost me nada
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| Bitches always talking I give them all nada
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| I’m so fly
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| I don’t even try
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| I get so high, I can touch the sky
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| Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype
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| I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
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| I take a sip
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| Sip apple juice
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| I know I’m fly
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| I know I’m cute
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| Bitches clout chase and they act hella rude
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| My priorities straight I don’t know about you
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| Is that Vetements
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| Yves Saint Laurent?
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| Is it Off-White
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| Or Comme des Garçons?
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| My imagination
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| I do what I want
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| If I look broke
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| 'Cause don’t give a fuck
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| Is that Chanel
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| Or basic as hell?
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| Is that retail
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| Or is that resale?
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| I look so fly
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| You can’t even tell
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| They all spending money
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| I just get free, yeah
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| Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
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| Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
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| Whole fit lit
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| It cost me nada
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| Bitches always talking I give them all nada
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| I’m so fly
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| I don’t even try
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| I get so high, I can touch the sky
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| Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype
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| I dress for myself, you dress for the likes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Balenciaga , by - Princess Nokia. Song from the album Everything Sucks, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп