JackMo - Dressed Up lyrics

[hook] Hey, hey, hey, hey I'm feeling good, dressed up Hey, hey, hey, hey I'm feeling good, dressed up Hey, im feeling, feeling, feeling good Dressed up [verse 1] Yo boy got that fresh steez Dress shirt black jeans and a pressed tree I dress to impressive B Yes ma'am like my mama finna dress me Got tracks eating good getting hefty Keys going jingle when I push no klefki Ego tryna sever me, turkey bacon on a rhyme spree Kush the color green veggie flow no kiwi Sebastian getting lifted off that sea weed No microscope to see me, bigger than your tv If you think this a joke i'm the biggest clown, Remi Remi or Henny either way we too cla**y they let us catch a sip We let them catch a tip Your pop want no lip or he might pop pop that lip Gone for a six week trip, spawn sinnissippi disc and dip In a poncho I look honcho flow cold gazpacho [hook] [verse 2] Yeah, I wear sweat shorts on point like a pitch fork I drop grown men til they cry like a baby, stork Aspirations of the pork the job will get you fried Hashtag yolo swinging by my neck tie, a memo I won't comply yet I always seem to skid by On my rollerblades baby's been afraid Im a benefactor Jay-Z renegade hazy Puffing piff out my pipe Twain Einstein and Crosby Slacks pressed get a glimpse of my steez B Don't need to please me, just get your dance on We won't be here long, just need to finish this song [interlude] I'll put an interlude Just let em, let em, lele-let em know that I still gota groove I'm the emperor, so can I get a word, or at least your hand, heyyy Just fine, walk it out now, walka walk it out now Ah, ah, ah, ah, walk it out now, ah, ah, yeah, yeah Ah, ah, walk it out, walk it out [verse 3] Ok drop the silliness, bro im serious I don't mess around with the game hanging with lames Can't elevate they flame or handle the Jameson in Spain The street in the pete fall neatly in the crete Stop it, have fun and look dapper That grin on your face like you pushed over a public crapper We out here, or in there, either way we won't stop til we have the whole thing clear It's a monopoly, throw out the rule book be creative try and stop me Don't be scured swerving a herd barking a bird parking in third It's nonsense, but it's all paper, trap got us all locked down like a stapler It's a metaphor, english cla** what I say yes for Spit lines recite a poem living outside the box they call home, sup chrome dome Swagrio and yoloigi in overalls over all like hov im the boss, look [hook] [outro] You know i'm feeling good when i'm dressed up You know i'm feeling good when i'm dressed up I'm feeling good, when, when i'm dressed up I'm feeling good, what about you Get dressed up, tie around the neck, I Bow tie, don't really care, just get one on Let's go