From the recording Dark Rooms
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She said I ain't a baller 'cause I'm only recording
Two thousand a day on my keyboarding
Charles Sutter
My Taylor orthodics
Photos of blue bucks and red blossoms
Kisses on weeks
I left it all on 'em
But they talkin' this
That
And the other
They should tell the truth on me 'cause the streets know
I like Lorenzo’s on my elbow
[Chorus]
She like them red bottoms
Oh she like them red bottoms
She like them red bottoms
Oh she like them red bottoms
[Verse 2]
Look at your clothes
Look who your clothes on
I heard the queen done chose
Ain't it funny? Every time a real person come around
Gotta throw dirt on his name
Your clothes fake
Your clothes fake
That's why I can't take him out
Playin' Uzi when I roll down to ShoTown
Take a poll down to NoseTown
[Chorus]
She like them red bottoms
She like them red bottoms
Oh she like them red bottoms
She like them red bottoms
[Post-Chorus]
She said she
She said
She said she
She said
[Verse 3]
Look at your shoes
Come to a real bottom
Take that damn shoe forfeiting
Tell him that you ain't gotta wait
I'll always buy it off margin side
This ain't after-market modified
I got stuff they don't make for the model
They say I'm gonna sell out every week
Nope
I'm custom only
Tone only
Shoonut zone only
Every model on me
Tow only
