Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah
They infiltrate our homes, africa
Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high
Step back and watch me fly
In every bird i see fly
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Dark side of town, baby mama blues
They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
No more will we cry
Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news
The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
My brothers need some clothes and shoes
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