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rahsaan – sneaker store terrorist 歌詞

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1st verse:

god’s favorite… in them exclusive rod laver’s
now i scream, u scream we all scream for ice creams i got ’em all flavors
my two-tone uptowns p-ss off a racist
new york style, i criss cross my laces
top to bottom, lotta “sole” inside ’em
and n-gg-z be jelly they don’t know where i got ’em
they be like… “where u get them homey?”
f-ck up out my biz lil’ n-gg- u don’t know me
i copped from a spot where the price don’t matter
and if u rock them sh-ts right, u got a nice lil’ swagger
blow a digit in a minute on some brand new kicks
did u see the bahama joints with bamboo st-tch
that pair right there will run u a buck 50
my shoe game mean, can’t a n-gg- f-ck wit me

hook:
excuse me ms. therapist
i confess i’m a sneaker store terrorist
i’m addicted to fly kicks need medicine
so can u help me i’m fresher than i ever been (2x)

2nd verse:

now all day i dream about s-x
can’t wait til payday spending my paychecks
fresh is a habit, what u expect
if i rock ’em when i’m f-ckin i’m havin’ some great s-x
if my jeans saggin it’s cool, my belt’s holdin’ ’em
when i step back on the scene i’m sh-ll toe’n ’em
no laces in ’em like a real b-boy
$40 on c-n-l street you’ll copp decoys…
nah yo, that ain’t me pop
i’m a nike head never did copp no reeboks
unless it was 54-11 for my wifey
on some grown man sh-t, stan smiths excite
plus, i’m f-ckin wit diadora to fila
puerto rock air force one’s my n-gg- mira
this sh-t is a sickness i got a feevah
i’ma spend whatever it takes for me to be fly

hook:
excuse me ms. therapist
i confess i’m a sneaker store terrorist
i’m addicted to fly kicks need medicine
so can u help me i’m fresher than i ever been (2x)

3rd verse:
my old school poppin
i’m gold tooth rockin’
hands start to sweat when i go shoe shoppin’
step up in the spot, pocket full of ends
i’m lookin at the n-gg- like… gimme all of them
size 8? 7 and a half?
too many boxes can’t fit ’em in my bag
backin’ up the whip now i gotta pop the trunk
i spent $500 on some skateboard dunks,
d-mn!
i’m stuck on these sh-ts like white on rice
summer time’s here u need ya white on whites
i pull words out nike air, i don’t write
matter fact, i ain’t seen a pair that i don’t like
so…
ms. lady tell me what i’ma do
i’m layin on ya couch and i’m thinkin’ of shoes
fat tongues and swooshes
i’ll tell ya what the truth is
i don’t get a new pair soon then i’m through

hook:
excuse me ms. therapist
i confess i’m a sneaker store terrorist
i’m addicted to fly kicks need medicine
so can u help me i’m fresher than i ever been (2x)

- rahsaan

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