And some crave for lingerie
But mine won't ever let me fuck
Unless her feet fit perfectly
If I want my dick sucked
Or her asshole to open up
I must wrap around her toes some luxury high heels
Like fucking Cinderella going nut
Sergio Rossi, Paul Smith and Tod's
Whoa Whoa
She's not hot for me,
She's hot for shoes
I drive her to the high class shoe store
Then I drive her more and more
The more I pay, the more I drown in debts
But the more she acts a dirty whore
She tries these Chloé on
And they fit like a rubber glove
A thousand bucks off of my dead account
But my cock finds its way home
Gucci, Prada and Max Jacobs
Whoa whoa
She's not hot for me,
She's hot for shoes
I can't stop fucking her more
So I robbed the Dolce & Gabbana store
Now all I see around is bars and orange suits
And I'm the one playing the bitching whore
So I robbed the Dolce & Gabbana store
Now all I see around is bars and orange suits
And I'm the one playing the bitching whore
Fendi, Dsquared, Jimmy Choo
All I can do is dream of you
(The whole five-years-sentence through)
Whoa whoa
She's not hot for me,
She's hot for shoes
Thanks to Blair, Serena & Little J for the Upper Class Shoe Brands !
Thanks to Blair, Serena & Little J for the Upper Class Shoe Brands !
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