The Devil Wears Prada - Still Fly (Gib Tymers Cover)

What's up Fresh, it's our turn baby.

Gator boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit,
ain't got no job, but I stay sharp.
Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent,
but that's OK, 'cause I'm still fly.

Gotcha car play gems on shine, said it's mine,
get a mink, baby girl lets ride.
You da numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide
and go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside.
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Bourbons cooler, Gucci sweater,
twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy, I fly in any weather.
Alligator seats with the head in the inside,
swine on the dash, G-Wagon so fly.
Numba 1 don't tangle and twist,
when it come to these cars my hands are faithful.
The Gucci with the matching interior,
3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle.
It's fresh and stunna and we like brothers,
we shine like paint daddy this our summer. Gator boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit,
ain't got no job, but I stay sharp.
Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent,
but that's OK, 'cause I'm still fly.
Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-class,
but that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my momma's name,
but I'm hood rich, da dada dada da.

Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt.
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani,
with your baby momma, playa, is where you can find me.
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose,
with the navigation arrow headed straight to iHop.
Aunt Jamaima really likes me 'cause my syrup is so hot.
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 wheel Benz,
hyper white lights, ultra violet lens,
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat.
TV, where the horn go, boy can you top that?
I'ma show you something rookie press that button,
the trunk went eh-eh and all of a sudden
4 15's didn't see no wire's, and then I heard BOOM from the amplifiers.

Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins,
Impala Loud pipes, bringing the mayhem.
It's the birdy birdy man I'll do it again
in the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's.
Looking at my Gucci it's about that time
6 rad dudes flying in at 9.
New Suburban truck with paint job showin'
black and white and red and gold and
bodies on the Roadster Lexus, you know with that hard top beamer.
Momma that's your truck.
I'm coming up the hood been lovely,
open up the top and I wake up the bubbly.
430 lex with convertible top,
the rims keep spinnin every time I stop.
I got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq,
with a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back.

Gator boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit,
ain't got no job, but I stay sharp.
Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent,
but that's OK, 'cause I'm still fly.
Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-class,
but that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my momma's name,
but I'm hood rich, da dada dada da.