My di*kies lyrics

by

Black


My di*kies (My di*kies) My di*kies
My di*kies (My di*kies) My di*kies
My di*kies

I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies

White T, Black T, Wife beater with my di*kies
I slang and I bang Franchise with me
Black di*kies in club
Black di*kies in the street
Black di*kies, White T, Filas on ya feet
Red, Khaki, Blue di*kies, Every color I got em
Matching top short sleeves, That how you gotta rock em
Posted up in the corner in di*kie suits with a mug
Matching shoes with the logos, but they ain't chucks
Girls get buck in their di*kies
Throw it up in their di*kies
On the flo' getting low and bouncing they titties
Hot pink pants, Black shirts, di*kies across they chest
All black shoes with the matching pink check
They pants, They skirt, body suit fitted tight
They ain't apple bottoms, di*kies keep that ass curved right
Every night, Everywhere
di*kies is what they wear
With Shade and jewelry di*kies hats cover their hair
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies

Yo Yo I got my di*kies
All different colors cause a n*gga ain't picky
Then I get my n*gga Black to rock them di*kies with me
Dressed so clean everybody got to feel it
And just to top it off I got the all black fitted
With the brim to side
In the ride swerving lanes, COOLIN' off we on fire
On the low profile but you know I'm gone ball
di*kies sure to keep the females on pause
And when the girls rock 'em what I see? No Flaw
Gripping all the curves coming out so sharp
Yesterday was Blue but today was Smoke Grey
Don't ask where I got the colors cuz you know I won't say
Put the Ekco away, threw on my soldier wear
di*kies be the brand that a soldier know to wear
Seeing di*kies over there
Seeing di*kies over here
Concrete rocking di*kies while taking over ya ears
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies

You shoulda know better
Spitting game to a dame and them di*kies gone get her
18 on the scene trying stack my own cheddar
di*kies sure to get 'em hooked on the first four letters
Weather you a dope dealer or another average joe
Let me see you di*kies down from ya head to ya toe
di*kies only for the realest just to let them suckers know
di*kies sure to keep the girls getting down on the floor

I rock em with the top
Maybe just the bottom
In the mall or at a wedding
Everybody got em
n*ggas ain't picky
When it comes to these di*kies
Even the president had a pair when he came to my city
Long johns under the top when it get chilly
Skinny posted up on the block, smoking a philly
Dress down head to toe with di*kies including my socks
If the occasion is warm I'm putting down my top
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies
I wear my di*kies
I got my di*kies
I buy my di*kies
I got my
I buy my
I wear them di*kies
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