Bags & Shoes

[Verse 1]
Calm when I speak, hard as concrete
Seven days without prayer make one weak
Get it? One week
She a young freak with it, unique physique
So sweet, so sheek
Shopping on Newbury Street at every boutique
Brain surgeon, she can headshot 'em for the red bottoms
You can never say that head bought 'em
Watch Ed spot 'em, fatherless daughters
Y'all looking for dimes, not dollars
She always by herself, don't need no friends
She don't come to play, she come to win
When you with her you get emersed
Let her choose her purse
She don't come in dancing, hear the music first
She attracted to you and your wealth
She a fire, homeboy, that light itself

[Hook]
She about bags and shoes
Homie, it could get you the blues
Let me give you the news
That girl about bags and shoes
She win, she never lose
Pick and choose
Any kind of bags and shoes
Homie, it could get you the blues
Let me give you the news
That girl about bags and shoes
Pick and choose

[Verse 2]
Mama told her to be much smarter
She somewhere in Nevada, addicted to Prada
Ass naked in the Ramada
She giving up the whole enchilada
Piming ain't easy, hoing is harder
Young daughter not knowing her father
On the blow up like a martyr
She midnight marauder
Little bathing suit, she sitting next to the water
High fashion, loves smashing
Go to war with a passion, end up with a K-ration
Vegas, New York, Hollywood - no compassion
You with her you better cash in
Put your foot down, she put her ass in
She's a industry masking - everybody asking
Who is she? But hunted all real
A compliment to her is like a kiss to a meal

[Hook]