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Tip-toeing in my
I done down
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
Tip-toeing in my
You motherfuckers
You sleeping on me,
Don't worry, I'm

in my Jordans
I done came
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
in my foreign
You motherfuckers
You on me, snorin'
worry, cause I'm

What's up to my partners, what's up to my
I done fucked around and sang a like Anita Baker
Icon, 57 city tourin'
I'm first class to Spain, you still buying Ralph (Polo!)
Might rock huaraches in a photo, big body
My shirt say Versace, TV in my left pocket
I'm from California, but I moved to Texas
My bad, I'm dyslexic in a mango Lexus
At the titty bar, I afraid to tip em
Me and Sergio throwing pesos at strippers
Still rocking Js, still fuck wage
I just left rave, tip-toeing through my batcave, cause I'm

in my Jordans
I came down
in my Jordans
Just copped a
in my foreign
You motherfuckers
You on me, snorin'
Don't worry, I'm

in my Jordans
I done down
Tip-toeing in my
Just copped a
Tip-toeing in my
You borin'
You on me, snorin'
Don't worry, I'm

in my Jordans
Waking up at the crack of dawn, recordin'
All my girlfriends gorgeous, you can't afford them
My Brazilian twins got and deported
This one's for ballers who be rocking fresh Jordans
Security gate, scan, panther on the porches
Back door open, Otis pulled up in a
to drive a Focus but we're still rocking Jordans
California shrimp, temporal
I'm rocking seven like my last name was Jordan
I'm at a party, girls only, got you mad
But you can sleep outside, my Versace sleeping bag

in my Jordans
I came down
in my Jordans
Just copped a
Tip-toeing in my
You motherfuckers
You sleeping on me,
Don't worry, I'm

in my Jordans
I came down
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
Tip-toeing in my
You borin'
You on me, snorin'
Don't worry, I'm