Put It On!

SyWavy

She want the Rick on bodyShe ride Murakami tsunamiAnd this the freshest on GottiLiving life twin sweetShe text me begged can we linkToo high eyes on zombieI don't pop no XannyI smoke za pop tagsI got a Prada you bagOkay!Vintage knit sweat flare I'm onLoafers black with a clock chainWatch your Dipset Cam'Ron OnFlash on in my wayWatch the fit check rep a fakerThe hardest shit to my name

The Part Time Models

She takes the clothes from my closetBut I'm not even done with that piece yetThat's a '95 tee did you forget?

My wardrobe is more than your salaryI step outside a walking art galleryCan't wear wack shit like an allergy

SyWavy

And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It!

I wanna turn this bitch upShe want COMME Des GarçonsBut give no studio loveThen I was time traveling switching fitsLike back to the futureThey say how you get so flee?I said this how I do itI Put It On!

And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It On!And she tell me againI Put It!