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On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
Hundred on a neckware fifty on a stop-watch
Staring at the diamonds make ya bust it, baby, hop-scotch
Over here to my spot say she wanna party
I do it big, baby like my L.R.G
Show the Ed Hardy when
I'm feeling like a rock band
Eighty-seven jeans and white-T when on the block man
J's still rocking
Forces still moving
Chuck Taylor's killing
Adidas still grooving
Locs on my face but that's just the front
Take 'em off and show the hazels when I wanna stunt
Get ya high like a blunt rollin' up the best
Fruity Pebbles got her hands rolling up my chest
With me you don't wanna mess mane, touch my swag
Thousand dollar bandanna make you throw the white flag
Get into the whip game momma had the bread
Paint grain want me to swang bang and make ya mad mane
On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
Ballin' is a drug that I don't mind abusing
Gucci on my body
Jaywalking in the fusions
Hit the La-Tex, get it poppin' in the lusions
Tell ya right now plexing catch contusions
Cool as a fan hot like a flame
Boys throwin' Haterade on me still ain't a stain
Double shots rain hand on Patron
Round of that white it all depend what you on
Shawty jocking my cologne
Creed will make ya hurt
Three hundred a bottle thirty dollars for a squirt
Got you sweatin' out ya shirt you can get the biz
Somethin' on ya mind, what it do
What it is
Can't close your eyelids see the fit and the fitted
Yeah, I'm guilty of ballin' but I bet I'll get acquitted
Gone in a minute you probably hate though
I put it in ya face bro, I stay throwed
On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
Shawty's in the club, yeah
I see a lot of beep, beep
Gucci and Nichay and B.C.B.G
Dolce & Gabbana, oh I want 'em, mama, pardon me
Rockin' your Republic Apple
Bottom in that AR and B
Slowly to some R&B think we need some R&R
Take me to the V.I.P. and drive me like a Farram car
Poppin' my purple label
Ralph Lauren collar
Look like money smell like dollars
Shawty look sexy smell like Prada
Christian Louboutins makin' hating hoes holla
Pop a Grey Goose bottle and let's carry on
Grip ya Baby Phat and
Trojan man carry me home
Thuggin' make ya mama moan got a Blackberry phone
Tryna catch me slidin' in a House of Dereon
Ya make the band like Sean Combs too fly to be shown
C.H.A.L.I.E. I'm gone, mane
On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
On my mama on my hood
I look fly
I look good
Touch my swag wish you could
I look fly
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
I look good
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Rendu célèbre par Chalie Boy
Auteur-Compositeur : Jason Braye
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de I Look Good rendu célèbre par Chalie Boy