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killy – finer things lyrics

[pre+chorus]
tryna make her dance, make her do+si+do
heart on froze, they sub+zero
the kids in the back, i gave them hope
never really did what i was told
did what i want, just didn’t fold
hardly hear the hate from the side of the globe
spot no fake inside my soul
whole lot of pain in my styrofoam

[chorus]
fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (yeah)
stars align with the man [?]
pinky ring kinda like pluto
this designer taste, designеr taste, designer tastе (yeah)
i’m the same man that you know
straps on my pants, not no velcro (yeah)

[verse]
hate shaking up with ceo’s
for some reason they have problems with me, but i don’t really know
he probably seen this [?] with me, oh my god, i love [?]
it’s a little too late, should’ve bought it from me
should’ve put the [?] it from me (yeah)
[?] bet the ho gon’ mine right on me
my country i’m true though (yeah)
walk out the dolce store (dolce store)
this is the life that i chose
walk in a rolls, i’m in control
my [?] coat two+tone
my b+tch, she bad to the bone
and my [?] bitin’ up the bones (yeah)
and i’m two blocks down from home
i’ma turn up like this day, doomsday
got the club goin’ up, like tuesday
cbc, it was me and michael bublé
shook my hand, told me i was too sway
see me on tv, now i’m important
red carpet and the fans are recordin’
bus fare name is robert gordon
my ex keep callin’, now i ignore it
sunday morning i was eatin’ on porridge
swamp in my cup (what?), of course i’ma pour it (what? yeah)
had two pups i walk every morning
now i’m big dawg in the hills, in the fortress
hundred band jugg for a two minute chorus
mixin’ the [?]
[?], i had to import it
jeff gordon, hop in, i’ma floor it
[pre+chorus]
tryna make her dance, make her do+si+do
heart on froze, they sub+zero
the kids in the back, i gave them hope
never really did what i was told
did what i want, just didn’t fold
hardly hear the hate from the side of the globe
spot no fake inside my soul
whole lot of pain in my styrofoam

[chorus]
fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (yeah)
stars align with the man [?]
pinky ring kinda like pluto
this designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (yeah)
i’m the same man that you know
straps on my pants, not no velcro (yeah)

[outro]
i’m the same man that you know
straps on my pants, not no
fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things
stars align with the man [?]
pinky ring kinda like
this designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (yeah)
i’m the same man that you know
straps on my pants, not no velcro

- killy lyrics

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