Jimmy Choo (Remix) lyrics

by

Fetty Wap


[Verse 1]
Ayy, my Beamer sit on Jimmy Choos, damn
My b*tch, I buy her Jimmy Choos, damn
My neck, a buncha frozen jewels, damn
I can show you what them Benjis do, damn
Benjamins bring them finer things, damn
That what you want, then go on, get it baby, damn
I hit a lick, ain't have to split it, baby, damn
A hunnid thou in all fifties, baby
Robin jeans and some Jimmy Choos, damn
All wings, I don't do the Trues, damn
Robin jeans and some Jimmy Choos, damn
All wings, I don't do the Trues

[Hook]
What you want? 'Cause you got it, baby
I pull up, see you watchin', baby
See them bands in my Robins, baby
Jimmy Choos when you walkin', baby
I swear that she works it, I swear she so perfect
She makes me so nervous, the way that she works it
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', ayy
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', yeah baby

[Verse 2]
My b*tch in Jimmy Choos but I'm in Robin jeans
She say she love my crystals on my Robin wings
Everything designer, it's designer things
All this f*ckin' money bring the finer things, ayy
Slim thick wit' yo cute ass, ayy
I might buy you a new bag, damn
So fine I bought a new Jag, damn
Top down, ain't no do rag
They like "ZooWap, how you do that?"
All that money, I'ma move that
Jimmy Choos and my Robin jeans
Ain't no Trues, just some Robin jeans

[Hook]
What you want? 'Cause you got it, baby
I pull up, see you watchin', baby
See them bands in my Robins, baby
Jimmy Choos when you walkin', baby
I swear that she works it, I swear she so perfect
She makes me so nervous, the way that she works it
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', ayy
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', yeah baby

[Verse 3: King Bangazs]
I put things on me
Jimmy Choos never even seen a lot
I put on f*cka in the air
I don't give dam baby you still even here
There for only one reason
I give f*ck n*gga i came there
You say anything about Fetty Wap
This my job to rap everytime n*gga
Go hard for it
I never believe it
Give a dam, doesn't means to f*ck with you
None of your brothers and don't try bother me anyways
Yeah, yeah

[Hook]
What you want? 'Cause you got it, baby
I pull up, see you watchin', baby
See them bands in my Robins, baby
Jimmy Choos when you walkin', baby
I swear that she works it, I swear she so perfect
She makes me so nervous, the way that she works it
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', ayy
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', yeah baby

[Verse 4: Carlos (Quincy)
Yeah, this for my bro, this for my sistas bro
Young money, cash money, Quincy is the best
n*gga for my n*gga for my cash money cuz we the best guys
One bro, two bros
Get it anyways go turn it down for this n*ggas
n*gga hit the quan for my dab
Dabbin with my hoes down for my buddy
sh*t ain't happening, with my bro n*gga
Cuz Quincy is everybody favorite rapper out there
Cuz i don't give a sh*t for the f*ck on my n*ggas too boy
Girl better call me next to my girl in front of the line
Cuz this is my favorite buddy all this time n*gga
n*gga never say for n*gga
n*gga never say for the n*gga b*tch
One more time, next to me
One more time, next to me
Yo, yo, yo, baby, yeah, cuz my Jimmy Choos baby

What you want? 'Cause you got it, baby
I pull up, see you watchin', baby
See them bands in my Robins, baby
Jimmy Choos when you walkin', baby
I swear that she works it, I swear she so perfect
She makes me so nervous, the way that she works it
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', ayy
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', yeah baby

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