Blue Suede

Vince Staples

Score: 13
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Played: 553

Album:

Hell Can Wait

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[Chorus] New shoes with the blue suede Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede Young graves get the bouquets Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses [Verse 1] Bitches ain't shit but hoes, I been known this Niggas gon' snitch regardless, Mitch showed us Never gon' switch, my momma raised soldiers Show me that profit, cough them Rang Rovers Up, I'm up now, these hoes all in love now Wanna fuck now, they beg to bend over Half these hoes chauffeurs, half these hoes useless Fucked the face toothless, easy, so ruthless Ask where he from then leave his dome roofless Sweet Chin Music kick back, gruesome Watch out for Judas, Vice and G Unit 5-0 fucking with the yayo too L-B-P-D get sprayed on too Always keep it GC, ask my homies for the proof Blowing 40s as a youth, Thump Deuce in the Chevy Hit the corner, run up on him, turn a nigga to Spaghettios [Chorus] New shoes with the blue suede Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede Young graves get the bouquets Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses [Verse 2] Bitches ain't shit but tricks, I been known that Blowing on dicks for spliffs and cold Cognac Out club hoppin', hoppin' in Kodak's Where the coke at? Love white like Bobby wife Finna party like it's prom tonight Finna kill a nigga walkin' to his mom’s tonight Shit real in the field, get caught, don't squeal Best deal that the judge finna offer: life Play this track in Calipat, get it poppin' in the prison And play this shit in Ironwood where my little brother livin' Live or die for the whoopin' or the Crippin', pick a side Death row, till they put you in the Pikachu to fry That's life, three strikes, that's life Three hoes, half dyke, this can be a long night Long road to the riches, bravos from the bitches Coulda' been a felon selling nickels off of Linden Nigga, fuck that [Chorus] New shoes with the blue suede Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede Young graves get the bouquets Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses Hope I outlive them red roses [Outro] All I wanted was them Jordan's with the blue suede in 'em All I wanted was them Jordan's with the blue suede in 'em All I wanted was them Jordan's with the blue suede in 'em All I wanted was them Jordan's with the blue suede in 'em Blue suede 'em, blue suede in 'em Blue suede 'em, blue suede in 'em