The Devil Wears Prada-Still Fly (Lyrics)

Here are the lyrics!

Whats up fresh, it's our turn baby.

Gator boots with a pimped out Gucci suit!
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp!
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent!
But that's okay, cause I'm still fly!

Get your car play gems gone shine
said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl let's ride!
You the number one stunna, and we gon' glide!
And go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside!
Prowler Gucci full length leather, bourbons cooler, Gucci sweater!
Twenty inches pop my feather!
The birdman daddy can fly in any weather!
Alligator seats with the head in the inside!
Swine on the dash, G wagon is so fly!
Number one don't tangle and twist it
when it come to these cars my hands are faithful!
The coogi with the matching interior!
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle!
It's fresh and stunner and we like brothers!
We shine like paint daddy, it's our summer!

Gator boots with a pimped out Gucci suit!
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp!
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent!
But that's okay, cause I'm still fly!
Got a quarter tank of gas, in my new E class!
But that's alright, cause I'm gonna ride!
Got everything in my momma's name!
But I'm hood rich. Bah dah dah dah
dah dah dah dah dah dah!

Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck
turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt.
See the steering wheels fendi, dashboard armani
with your baby momma, player, is where you can find me.
Cruising through the parking lot on twenty fours!
Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose!
With an navigation arrow headed straight to I-Hop!
Aunt Jemimah really loves me 'cause my syrup so hot.
Put the caddy up, start the three wheel benz
hyper white lights, ultra violet lens!
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat!
Tv with a horn going "Boy can you top that?"
I'ma show you something rookie press that button!
The trunk went and all of a sudden!
Four fifteen's, didn't see no wires!
And then I heard "Boom!" From the amplifiers!
Woah!!
Lemme slide in the benz with the fished out fins!
Impala loud pipes, bringing the mayhem!
It's the birdie-birdie man, I'll do it again!
In a Cadillac truck twenty fours with tens!
Looking at my Gucci it's about that time!
Six rad dudes flying in at nine!
New Suburban truck with the paint job showing
black and white and red and gold and!
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know
with that hard-top beamer yo mom, that's your truck!
I'm coming up the hood been lovely!
open up the top and I wake up the bubbly!
Four thirty lex with a convertible top!
The rims keep spinnin every time I stop!
I got a superman benz that I scored from Shaq!
With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back!

Gator boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit!
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp!
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent!
But that's okay, cause I'm still fly!
Got a quarter tank of gas, in my new E class!
But that's alright, cause I'm gonna ride!
Got everything in my momma's name!
But I'm hood rich. Bah dah dah dah dah
dah dah dah dah dah!