[Hook:]
All I know is women, weed and what to wear
Some people think I'm shallow, baby, I don't care
We could talk politics and world affairs
I'd rather talk about purple haze and Damier
Cause' all I know is women, weed and what to wear
All I know is women, weed and what to wear
All I know is women, weed and what to wear
All I know is women, weed and what to wear
[Verse STS]
Make it look so nice don't it
So fly that he couldn't put a price on it
So hot make a n*gga throw ice on it
My god make a n*gga put Christ on it
Once the money came, I ain't think twice on it
I got dressed to kill, I put my life on it
I be a player for life, I put my wife on it
Married to the game, n*gga throw some rice on it
Damn, don't it feel so fly
Why would haters want to kill my high
I just want to get her heels up high
Red bottoms to the ceilings, a little kill in the sky
I, keep it real, why lie
Heat it up like the middle of July
Make a bad b*tch feel a little shy
And baby I don't deny
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[Verse STS]
For my Polo n*ggas, that pull a heist on it
Bring it back to the hood, half price on it
So smooth, n*gga you could shoot dice on it
Black tie, but the blue is midnight on it
Just relax yourself, I got [P...?] on it
Everything I do is crack, no pipe on it
n*ggas couldn't see me if I put the lights on it
Looks solid, but it's really pin-stripes on it
Don't it make you want to roll up
See a bad chick, tell her hold up
We hit the mall, and I tell her go nuts
Baby, you a work of art tell them n*ggas don't touch
Shop until we burnt out like a clutch
She don't some j's, burn it down with a dutch
I can't settle down until my money's like Russ
What I do know, if I don't know much
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