Letra Still fly The Devil Wears Prada

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[Originally by Big Tymers]

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 that's okay, cause I'm still Fly

Gotcha car play gems on shine
Said it's mine, get a mink, Baby Girl let's ride
You the number one stunner, and we gonna glide
Go straight to the mall, turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length leather, burbons cooler, Coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather
I'm 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
Number one don't tangle and twisle
When it come to these cars I am that Fella
Gucci with the matching interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's 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 okay, 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 momma's name
But I'm hood rich. dada dada

Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck?
Turn around, and sit it down, and let them bite your butt
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani,
With your babies Momma' Playa is where you 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 the Ihop
Aunt Jemimah really love because my syrup is so hot
Put the caddy up, start the three wheel Benz
hyper white lights, ultraviolet lens
Suma Tuma tires and they gotta be run flat
T.V. where the horn go, Boy can you top that?
I'm a show you something rookie press that button
the trunk went, and all of a sudden
Four 15's didn't see no wire's
And then I heard "boom" from the amplifiers

Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins
Impala loud pipes, bringing the mayhem
Its the Birdy Birdy Man, I'll do it again
In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's
Looking at my Gucci its about that time
Six rad dudes flying in at nine
New Suburban truck with the paint job showing
Black and white and red and gold and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know with that hard top beamer
Momma that's your truck
I'm coming up the hood been lovely
New soap in the tub and I wake up the bubbly
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 okay, 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 momma's name
But I'm hood rich. dada dada