Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Fly, artist - The Devil Wears Prada.
Date of issue: 07.04.2008
Song language: English
Still Fly |
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit |
Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp |
Can’t pay my rent, cause all my money’s spent |
but thats OK, cause I’m still fly |
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class |
But that’s alright cause I’m gon' ride |
got everything in my moma’s name |
but I’m hood rich da dada dada da |
gotcha car play gems on shine, said its mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride |
You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide |
and go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside |
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater |
twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather |
Alligator seats with the head in the |
inside |
Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly |
Numba 1 don’t tangle and twisle |
when it come to these cars I am that nigga |
The Gucci with the matching interior |
3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle |
Its Fresh and stunna and we like brothers, |
We shine like paint daddy this our summer |
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit |
Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp |
Can’t pay my rent, cause all my money’s spent |
but thats OK, cause I’m still fly |
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class |
But that’s alright cause I’m gon' ride |
got everything in my moma’s name |
but I’m hood rich da dada dada da |
Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck? |
Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt |
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani, |
With Your baby momma playa is where u can find me |
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out |
nose |
With the navigation arrow headed straight to your spot |
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot |
Put the Caddy up, Start the 3 wheel Benz |
Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens |
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat |
T.V. where the horn go, boy can you top that? |
I’ma show you some shit rookie press that button |
The trunk went Eh-eh and all of a sudden |
4 15's didn’t see no wire’s, and then I heard boom from the amplifiers |
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit |
Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp |
Can’t pay my rent, cause all my money’s spent |
but thats OK, cause I’m still fly |
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class |
But that’s alright cause I’m gon' ride |
got everything in my moma’s name |
but I’m hood rich da dada dada da |
Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins |
Impala Loud pipes, Drinking that Hen |
Its the birdy birdy man ill do it again |
In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's |
Looking at my Gucci its about that time |
6 bad broads flying in at 9 |
New Suburban truck with the porno showin' |
Up and down and up they go and |
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus You know with that hard top beamer |
Mommy thats your truck |
I’m coming up the hood been lovely |
New shoes on the whip and I wake up the bubbley |
430 lex with convertible top |
the rims keep spinning every time I stop |
I got a superman Benz that I scored from shaq |
With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back |
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit |
Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp |
Can’t pay my rent, cause all my money’s spent |
but thats OK, cause I’m still fly |