"Nike Boots" lyrics
I'm just doing what I gotta do
Pick a fast one
Nike boots
Yeah, yeah
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
It's like I'm walkin' on the air
The black Pesci slide like jet skis
I be fly like Delta, got the mean size nine
And they the color of Welch's
Where you get a max, where you did the math
My wifey need a pair, I need a ten in black
Call the team, I got my minutes back (back, back)
We sittin' clean, leanin' like a triple beam, yeah
And I don't care if we triple team (nah)
I got my Nike boots, plus I'm in a nice coupe (yeah)
Lookin' good underneath the Trues (under Trues)
I got the white tee underneath the jewels (under the shoes)
Got the Bentley with the chrome 22s, I can show em' money too
'Cause you know how Sunny do, don't you play my money, fool
The Benz and the six gear, cop me like six pairs
Baby, this the pick, yeah
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I step up in the sneaker store, there's so many up in here
I got so many flavors, don't know which ones to wear
But I know what to do, throw both colors in the trunk
And that six, I'ma switch them up, leave them loose
Get you walkin' comfortable, but who got that cushion bed?
Even Popo grab him when you walkin' through the bookings, man
Match him with your pal, pal, his jeans must be new
I mean, Krusty Blue, your team love me too
Ooh, yeah, Max be mad at you, baby
That's that rapper, dude, he hit the cap, a dude
Handle like what Mac could do, steppin' out the bands
Only need my Nike boots, I be steppin' out them Timbs
I ain't rockin' them again, I ain't coppin' them again
They ain't got the swag (nope), they ain't got the cash (nah)
I'ma dance, get up off the spot
Waterway like splash, get up off the pot
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I don't do constructs, I don't do cluckers
I don't do A-solos, I don't do chuckers
I do the ACGs, they got an APB, I know my ABCs
Rage and cut, rage and ADT
Scale them out and then my black joints
I'm wavy with rap joints
I'm wavy in them black joints, Andrew Mark Trench
Damn, I'm dark tense
Because I want people to see me with my head up
I never make my bed up, the boots got me clad up
The main official with the cocktoes, hollering at the drop girls
I ain't trying to hop in those
The main a buck 50, them only run 60
Coming up with me
Just go and cop a pair, if they scrape them in the club
You just go and cop a spare
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
Fly like the rest of them
Fly like the rest of them
Pick a fast one
Nike boots
Yeah, yeah
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
It's like I'm walkin' on the air
The black Pesci slide like jet skis
I be fly like Delta, got the mean size nine
And they the color of Welch's
Where you get a max, where you did the math
My wifey need a pair, I need a ten in black
Call the team, I got my minutes back (back, back)
We sittin' clean, leanin' like a triple beam, yeah
And I don't care if we triple team (nah)
I got my Nike boots, plus I'm in a nice coupe (yeah)
Lookin' good underneath the Trues (under Trues)
I got the white tee underneath the jewels (under the shoes)
Got the Bentley with the chrome 22s, I can show em' money too
'Cause you know how Sunny do, don't you play my money, fool
The Benz and the six gear, cop me like six pairs
Baby, this the pick, yeah
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I step up in the sneaker store, there's so many up in here
I got so many flavors, don't know which ones to wear
But I know what to do, throw both colors in the trunk
And that six, I'ma switch them up, leave them loose
Get you walkin' comfortable, but who got that cushion bed?
Even Popo grab him when you walkin' through the bookings, man
Match him with your pal, pal, his jeans must be new
I mean, Krusty Blue, your team love me too
Ooh, yeah, Max be mad at you, baby
That's that rapper, dude, he hit the cap, a dude
Handle like what Mac could do, steppin' out the bands
Only need my Nike boots, I be steppin' out them Timbs
I ain't rockin' them again, I ain't coppin' them again
They ain't got the swag (nope), they ain't got the cash (nah)
I'ma dance, get up off the spot
Waterway like splash, get up off the pot
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I don't do constructs, I don't do cluckers
I don't do A-solos, I don't do chuckers
I do the ACGs, they got an APB, I know my ABCs
Rage and cut, rage and ADT
Scale them out and then my black joints
I'm wavy with rap joints
I'm wavy in them black joints, Andrew Mark Trench
Damn, I'm dark tense
Because I want people to see me with my head up
I never make my bed up, the boots got me clad up
The main official with the cocktoes, hollering at the drop girls
I ain't trying to hop in those
The main a buck 50, them only run 60
Coming up with me
Just go and cop a pair, if they scrape them in the club
You just go and cop a spare
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
I like the black ones, I like the brown ones
I like the green ones, ain't nobody flyer than me
I got the beige ones, got the suede ones
Got my Nike boots, my fitted silver serpent, like I'm licensed to ski
Fly like the rest of them
Fly like the rest of them
