Harry Fraud - Heel Toe lyrics

La Musica De Harry Fraud [Intro] Yeah, Irv (huh?) Put a thousand on the grey dog (Which one, over there?) I like that one (Alright) [Verse 1] Yo, the long trench wearer, money in my hand, I dare ya To come and take this, find you in a basement naked Plus it's rainin' She took a sniff, now she dancin' like she Usher Raymond See me swerving in the Lincoln with the Daytons Seat colors Sanaa Lathan, kinda resembles fried bacon I shoot at your crew, put the spoon inside the Tiramisu As I sat there looking cute in a suit sh** I made it cool To be yourself again without nobody helpin' em What is that velvet? Yes it is baby, I'm a specialist All these f**in' demons that infest the kid This be that sh** that your grandfather's invested in Dad's back, your new sh** I had that My new b**h is half black, Bimmer made the hatchback I'm havin' flashbacks of razors in the a** crack Hundred thousand dollars all in ones inside the trash bag A bunch of fiends, I'm havin' lunch in Queens A lot of hundreds in my Dungarees I'm at the garden sittin' Indian style, that means I'm on the floor My skin is shinin' like it's Armor All Freak b**hes like a carnival b**h I stay on the boat just like a barnacle I don't talk to no sons so bring your father through And I was born in December, paint the Impala blue b**h it's gettin' cold, huh [Hook] She sniff blow, did the heel toe Off the wheel of the de Ville, then I peel slow For real though, I'm trying to get Shaquille dough Huh, I'm just trying to get Shaquille dough [Verse 2] Hang out the window of my sports car I'm listenin' to Prince b**h from Berlin is blowin' me behind the tints Doves cried, then I let my nut fly in a s*uts eye Eyes still in the mirror lookin' for one time When we were younger used to play in parks Now my hunger got me drivin' European sharks Lay in lofts, paint the hall a light Chilean moss sh** I stay on the porch, lightin' a torch up like headlights on the Porsche Tan coupin', work tanner than Cam Newton Hand crafted Lands snoozin' Susan, boufin' balloons in, shorty from Oahaxa Husband back in México, cross this out his lock Check came in it was $3500 just on the stomach Imagine what we spent on weapons And I have our b**h draped up in leopard Joints filled up with pepper I'm straight from Queens mother f**er, what you reppin' [Hook] [Verse 3] My b**h gallop like a tan deer Stealin' outfits? from the Tangiers I been a man here so many damn years You see that plane, it lands here You see that drop, that's to drive me away, I'm wearin' cashmere Pink champagne spillin' down the gla** again I swear just one more score baby we cashin' in Me and money got a good rapport I shot the cuban who*e, papi met his maker in the humidor Dove off the boat with the briefcase, no police chase Then I went and had a cheesesteak from Ishkabibbles Hit the sizzle, control the whip with one arm like Richard Kimble b**h I've been the symbol b**h I've been the symbol b**h I've been the symbol b**h I've been the symbol b**h I've been the symbol [Hook]