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Mac Miller

Fly In Her Nikes

 

Fly In Her Nikes

(album: The High Life - 2009)


[Josh Everette:]
She looking fly, real fly in her Nikes
Fresh new Jordans or fresh pair of Ice Creams
Ooh, she's a dime, she keep 'em iced so nicely
The way she's rocking them kicks, gotta make her my wifey, whoa

[Mac Miller:]
You looking fly, real fly in them Nike shoes
I'm looking for a wifey and it might be you
Ménage à trois, spend the night with two
It's alright with me if it's alright with you
Feel my hands rubbing up and down your backside
Ma, you've got curves like a half-pipe
That's right, ma, you's a ten
And your man? You be rocking nicer shoes than him
I'm in the spot with some juice and gin
Come to me
You a beauty with your Louis and Gucci
Baby girl, I ain't wanna be your man
But let me just write my number on your hand
At the party with a whole bunch of honeys here (Cheah)
You got your Forces laced up with some bunny ears
But now I got you all alone, and the booze gone
So slip outta your clothes, but keep them shoes on

[Josh Everette:]
She looking fly, real fly in her Nikes
Fresh new Jordans or fresh pair of Ice Creams
Ooh, she's a dime, she keep 'em iced so nicely
The way she's rocking them kicks, gotta make her my wifey, whoa

[Mac Miller:]
You looking fresh like whoa
Goddamn, looking so fly that you probably got a man
You looking right and he ain't here tonight, so
I won't tell him if you don't (Oh!)
So let's roll, roll back to the crib
Grey Goose, lights dimmed, girl, that's how I live (You know me)
You got them kicks, fat ass, and some lips
Baby, you don't even gotta ask for a kiss
Shorty look proper, with kicks like Foot Locker
All done up, she a good shopper (Uh-huh)
New jeans, blue tee, and her shoes clean
Uh, looking like she 'bout to seduce me
Just touch me, tease me, cute caressing
A hundred thousand pairs in your shoe collection
Shh, I know you like to tell
But let me just lay back while you light my L

[Josh Everette:]
She looking fly, real fly in her Nikes
Fresh new Jordans or fresh pair of Ice Creams
Ooh, she's a dime, she keep 'em iced so nicely
The way she's rocking them kicks, gotta make her my wifey, whoa

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