Jay-Z
Jay-Z - Tom Ford lyrics
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Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your head in my crown Bad bitch, H town Keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around Paris where we been 'Pard my Parisian It's Hov time in no time It's fuck all y'all season It's Bordeauxs and Burgundies Flush out a Riesling When's Hov's out, those hoes out Y'all put y'all weaves in Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass Spent all my euros On tuxes and weird clothes I party with weirdoes Yeah Hov, yeah Hov I don't pop molly I rock Tom Ford International bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Hands down got the best flow Sound I'm so special Sound boy burial This my Wayne Perry flow Y'all know nothing about Wayne Perry though District of Columbia Guns on your Tumblrs Fuck hashtags and retweets nigga 140 characters in these streets nigga Pardon my laughing y'all only flagging on beats nigga Pardon my laughing I happen to think you sweet I don't pop molly I rock Tom Ford International bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your head in my crown Bad bitch, H town Keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around Coming up, coming down Riding clean fix your head in my crown Bad bitch, H town Keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford