Pimp C - Tom Ford Remix lyrics

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Pimp C - Tom Ford Remix lyrics

[Intro: Jay Z] Clap for a n***a with his rapping a** Blow a stack for your n***as with your trapping a** Clap for a n***a with his rapping a** Blow a stack for your n***as with your trapping a** Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford [Bridge: Jay Z] Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your hair in my Crown Bad b**h, H town Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't f** around [Verse 1: Jay Z] Paris where we been, pard' my Parisian It's Hov time in no time, it's f** all y'all season Piss Bordeaux and Burgundies, flush out a Riesling When Hov's out, them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in Clap for a n***a with his rapping a** Blow a stack for your n***as with your trapping a** Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes I party with weirdoes, yeah Hov, yeah Hov [Hook: Jay Z] I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford International, bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford [Verse 2: Jay Z] Hands down got the best flow, sound I'm so special Sound boy burial, this my Wayne Perry flow Y'all know nothing 'bout Wayne Perry though District of Columbia, guns on y'all Tumblrs f** hashtags and retweets, n***a 140 characters in these streets, n***a Pardon my laughing, y'all only flagging on beats, n***a Pardon my laughing, I happen to think you sweet [Hook: Jay Z] I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford International, bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford [Interlude: Beyonce] Oh, man, so throwed [Bridge: Jay Z] Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your hair in my Crown Bad b**h, H town Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't f** around Hold up (I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford) [Verse 3: Pimp C] Keep your foot off in they a** is what Ken told me n***as like to play games cause they feel like they know me You don't know me n***a, I've done changed So don't be tryna put no sh** off in the game This ain't no mothaf**in' '91 We out here rapping for money, you n***as rapping for fun I don't f** with nobody in this sh** but Bun Deal give me a million, you gotta give that n***a one You can try me if you want to b**h But I'mma show you what the f** I'm working with His man's tied, pistol popper you ain't real Just cause you born in Port Arthur don't make a n***a trill Y'all hit a lick and that b**h run you Need to put that ho in check, that's what a real n***a do A b**h p**y ain't sh** to me And you ain't getting no respect if you f**ing for free [Hook: Jay Z] I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford International, bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford [Bridge: Jay Z] Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your hair in my Crown Bad b**h, H town Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't f** around [Outro: Jay Z]