Futuristic - Dirty Chucks - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

09.06.2014

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[Intro] Yeah, uh, I don't normally say shit before I go on But we've been all around the country in the dirty chucks nigga, uh Shmang, shmang, pow, pow Tell a friend, tell a ho, tell your wife, nigga, yo, yo [Verse 1] Took the nation by storm with a live performance Cleanest nigga, can't believe the kicks this nigga perform in, yo What's on my feet is not important, look what I've been sporting Forty dollars for a pair, man, fuck a Jordan Dirty chucks that made enough To pay the mortgage at your momma's house Dirty sluts, they wanna fuck, cause all the things I rhyme about I slip them off in the hotel and then she finding out The bed is kinda tall, if she small, then she gon' be climbing out Chasing down a dream is where it started I ran through twenty pairs, the dearly departed Shit's retarded, I got holes in them Man, I did about thirty shows in them Blow hit them, rain and snow, I hit the road and flowed in them No gimmicks, no image, I'm just a hard worker Bars perfect, looking at my momma like it's all worth it I've struggled and I've hustled quite enough I got a lot of kicks, but I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks [Hook] Dirty chucks, dirty chucks, dirty chucks I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks Dirty chucks, dirty chucks I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks [Verse 2] I kissed a girl that I would eventually marry Walked the grass at the cemetery Where my grandma was buried And carried my little brother to the bathroom, to throw up Hardest reminiscing got me thinking, man, you know what I've grown up, I showed up, I've showed out and I changed I got tore up, I got no love, went from no bus to that van No brand in that chain, no place and no name No support, no co-signs, my own time with no lame And it seems stereotypical, you couldn't walk a mile in them Looking in her eyes, in her deathbed, make her smile with them Then hit the stage the next day and fucking wild in them Took care of my fam, hit the grocery store, every aisle in them I still style in them, now I got the leather pair Accompanied by some expensive shit, your ass will never wear Shaking hands with fans and ignoring fam that was never there I take them off and throw them in the crowd You better get prepared [Hook]
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