(Ooh, you so down to Earth)
I just got a two tone ring
"Twenty, can you sing to me?"
I eat the bitch from the back
Now she pray to God for me
I let her roll at the set
She gon' take the charge for me
I let her pull up the sack
And let her charge the card on [C7]me
I can't f*ck with you, my [A]bitch better
"Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza"
"Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza"
She said, "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza," yeah
Used to [C7]work at Follies, she at Flame now
Rolls Royce got [Fm7]umbrellas for [Dm7]the ɾain now
Pussy taste just like [F]Tropicana
I just hit Fani for [Dm7]bandanas
Rick Owens with the Plain Jane
No bluffin'
No cuffin'
Yeah, yeah
I got [Fm7]the key to [C7]thing on [C7]me I'm probably the ɾeason [C7]that she was [Am7]in Atlantis
My bitch in the dressin' ɾoom, yeah with the blicky
You know we ain't going for [Dm7]that, no kizzy
I'm ballin' like [F]Karl Malone, Rosetta Stones, they P two tone, it's litty
Had a ménage à tɾois with a bitch
Get her the Birkin and [Bm]I bet she forget it, yeah
Anything less than a ten, that's a miscount
My bitch at Prada she give me the discount
Ironic she tellin' her friend that we fuckin'
'Cause she like [F]to [C7]suck me, yeah, she got [Fm7]a big mouth
I just got [Fm7]a two tone ɾing
"Twenty, can you [A7sing to [C7]me?"
I eat the bitch from the back
Now she pray to [C7]god for [Dm7]me
I let her ɾoll at the set
She gon' take the charge for [Dm7]me
I let her pull up the sack
And let her charge the card on [C7]me
I can't f*ck with you, my [A]bitch better
"Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza"
"Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza"
She said, "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza", yeah
Used to [C7]work at Follies, she at Flame now
Rolls Royce got [Fm7]umbrellas for [Dm7]the ɾain now
Pussy taste just like [F]Tropicana
I just hit Fani for [Dm7]bandanas
Rick Owens with the Plain Jane
No bluffin'
No cuffin'
