
Walk, Walk … Walk Yeah; I like your heels but baby please don’t walk on what I believe Walk, Walk … Walk I like your… Walk Yeah, Walk, Yeah I like your… Please? Walk Yeah; Even the Devil couldn’t wear Prada like you could But I think you should… Take that top off, like the coupe could Then do good; then maybe you would Strip; naturally I know, we believe in God; but would you blast for me? I like your heels but baby please don’t walk on what I believe It’s lip gloss from your kisses on my Lanvin sleeve Show these niggas what you good for Besids the attention You show thes bitches what you could draw Takashipom multicolor plushes on a wood floor The Dalí that’s meltin' above that fireplace is couture You know; ‘J'adore' You like if Mocha Mona Lisa wrapped a cellophane hip I could get you mo' drip then that window pane get Mm Walkin' my precious name through the dirt; You got no shame? Yeah (I swear you never cared) But fuck it: who is to blame when your thoughts leave you wit' no pain? Yeah (I swear you never cared) Just maybe we could work it out Communicate, find a better route; But fuck it What do I know yeah Whether wifed-up or no boo You ain’t stepped a foot in Nobu Fuck that ex that claimed he loved you Since he never got to show proof Now you flexin' on social Expectin' that next Nigga to flow through Like he jet-settin' local … just hit my phone, you know my mobile I know even through struggle Still 69 you like sudoku So, tell me why you woeful to my heart Am I that boastful? Mm Now the distance won’t allow a nigga to ‘proach you And, every couple is goals; …but can you imagine what they had to go through? Mm So true; like how I like that ghetto feel I still (solo'd out) could elevate you like how that stiletto will But I chill, cuz I could tell just by the way that she bleed Margiela Tabi’s be the only sole-mate that she need Walkin' my precious name through the dirt; You got no shame? Yeah (I swear you never cared) But fuck it: who is to blame when your thoughts leave you wit' no pain? Yeah (I swear you never cared) Just maybe we could work it out Communicate, find a better route; But fuck it What do I knoowwwwwwww yeahhhhhhhhhhh It’s cold again, It’s cold again It’s cold again, It’s cold again right It’s cold again, It’s cold again It’s cold again, It’s cold again right
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