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stiz grimey – converse girl lyrics

intro (j tronius)
stiz grimey, tron-a-lone
stiz grimey, tron-a-lone
stiz grimey, to all you converse girls

hook 2x (j tronius)
i call her my converse girl
shorty got swag
won’t you come ride tonight?
i call her my converse girl
i call her my converse girl hey

verse 1 (stiz grimey)
she ain’t gotta say nothin she know she k!llin em
lips always matching her kicks you know i’m feeling em
don’t know how she do it it’s something i can’t explain
but the way she say my name swear it’s driving me insane
she don’t ask me to provide her with sh-t, she got her own
likes to kick it and get high at the crib, she’s not alone
said she’s something like a fairy tail fussy with her hair and nails
every color you can imagine but she don’t share a pair
shorty she’s super fine, plus she’s super thick
she give me super head, that’s my super b-tch
never no jealousy, never no stupid sh-t
tell me what your fantasy is baby i’m ludacris
she got that pretty girl swag i’m such a fan
said i’m nothing like your man shorty bust it for them bands, d-mn
i’ll grab the cam baby girl we’ll get our fl!ck on
and right before we, i whispered baby leave your kicks on

hook

verse 2 (evan black)
i pull up in the spot no nba, girl looking like she got an mba
sipping on a drink that i sent her way
trying not to come off in a pretentious way but i
said what’s your name? where you friends at i know they must’ve came?
i know what a guy like me’s gotta do to get a girl like you
so trust i ain’t bustin game
you a dope chick chucks the same, bar lace with the custom paint
high tops with a touch of fade short skirt with an -ss that would crush the stage
oh me? i wouldn’t say i got a l-st for fame, i just do it for the drugs and things
make rap for the fans that’ll give back give a dap at the show
cause me i’m just the same
she feelin the vibe, got her up in the truck breaking it down and puffin a blunt
highed up, slow in the cut, fine summer time girl with her cons on chuckin it up
she ain’t that problem girl, she’s like a model girl less the b-tch
came up right but ain’t uptight she like fine wine and listening to some wu-tang hits
yeah that’s my cons girl, down chick, type to hit her up whenever i’m around chick
break a pound down to an ounce chick
that throw a f-ckin party yellin bounce b-tch
bounce b-tch! now we floating, let shorty hit the bomb first
in them converse with that potent, take em off bust it open

hook

- stiz grimey lyrics

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