INTRO (J Tronius)
Stiz Grimey, Tron-a-lone
Stiz Grimey, Tron-a-lone
Stiz Grimey, to all you Converse girls
HOOK 2x (J Tronius)
I call her my Converse girl
Shorty got swag
Won't you come ride tonight?
I call her my Converse girl
I call her my Converse girl hey
VERSE 1 (Stiz Grimey)
She ain't gotta say nothin she know she k**in em
Lips always matching her kicks you know I'm feeling em
Don't know how she do it it's something I can't explain
But the way she say my name swear it's driving me insane
She don't ask me to provide her with sh**, she got her own
Likes to kick it and get high at the crib, she's not alone
Said she's something like a fairy tail fussy with her hair and nails
Every color you can imagine but she don't share a pair
Shorty she's super fine, plus she's super thick
She give me super head, that's my super b**h
Never no jealousy, never no stupid sh**
Tell me what your fantasy is baby I'm Ludacris
She got that pretty girl swag I'm such a fan
Said I'm nothing like your man shorty bust it for them bands, damn
I'll grab the cam baby girl we'll get our flick on
And right before we, I whispered baby leave your kicks on
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VERSE 2 (Evan Black)
I pull up in the spot no NBA, girl looking like she got an MBA
Sipping on a drink that I sent her way
Trying not to come off in a pretentious way but I
Said what's your name? Where you friends at I know they must've came?
I know what a guy like me's gotta do to get a girl like you
So trust I ain't bustin game
You a dope chick chucks the same, bar lace with the custom paint
High tops with a touch of fade short skirt with an a** that would crush the stage
Oh me? I wouldn't say I got a lust for fame, I just do it for the d** and things
Make rap for the fans that'll give back give a dap at the show
Cause me I'm just the same
She feelin the vibe, got her up in the truck breaking it down and puffin a blunt
Highed up, slow in the cut, fine summer time girl with her Cons on chuckin it up
She ain't that problem girl, she's like a model girl less the b**h
Came up right but ain't uptight she like fine wine and listening to some Wu-Tang hits
Yeah that's my Cons girl, down chick, type to hit her up whenever I'm around chick
Break a pound down to an ounce chick
That throw a f**in party yellin bounce b**h
Bounce b**h! now we floating, let shorty hit the bomb first
In them Converse with that potent, take em off bust it open
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