Lyrics:
Rick Ross Fuck With Your Shoes On

[Hook:] Girl! Dont Make Wait Too Long [x3] [Girl:] Why I Wanna Fuck U With Ur Shoes On (Grl): Riiight I Wanna Fuck U With Ur Shoes On [Girl:] Yeaaaa

:] Girl! Dont Make Wait Too Long [x3] [Girl:] Why I Wanna Fuck U With Ur Shoes On (Grl): Riiight I Wanna Fuck U With Ur Shoes On [Girl:] Yeaaaa All Day

I don't recollect your name (Oooh, baby I don't know your name) But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame (look at your body baby

deniero Nigga flow so retarded We be getting gnarley Whoa Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Weezy, party because it's the [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Rick Ross] 24's on

fine fish, with a slight lime twist, Veggies on the side of course, Kush appetizers. Let your Mercedes chill, Roll with a Navy SEAL. This the Yacht Club, Wodie trust me? Your

with my steal You pussy ass How you figure it will linger Take your bitch on Jenny Jones Then beat your ass on Jerry Springer Don't fuck with it Or get

[feat. Rick Ross] I got a house on my face, custom made glasses Lays on the [?], ashes to ashes, valee to vessel Known as an Aston, the oz [?], homie

street, all got that different heat But when we move the macs for Game, we on the same beat So if you fuck with blood, then you fuck wit us And we ain

(feat. Rick Ross) Yeah good looking E-Class, I needed that Nigga What, Trilla, realer than fuck niggas You know me, I walked up in the spot the babys