Phipps Plaza

(Ooh, you so down to Earth) I just got a two tone ring "Twenty, can you sing to me?" I eat the bitch from the back Now she pray to God for me I let her roll at the set She gon' take the charge for me I let her pull up the sack And let her charge the card on me I can't f*ck with you, my bitch better "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza" "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza" She said, "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza," yeah Used to work at Follies, she at Flame now Rolls Royce got umbrellas for the rain now Pussy taste just like Tropicana I just hit Fani for bandanas Rick Owens with the Plain Jane No bluffin' No cuffin' Yeah, yeah I got the key to thing on me I'm probably the reason that she was in Atlantis My bitch in the dressin' room, yeah with the blicky You know we ain't going for that, no kizzy I'm ballin' like Karl Malone, Rosetta Stones, they P two tone, it's litty Had a ménage à trois with a bitch Get her the Birkin and I bet she forget it, yeah Anything less than a ten, that's a miscount My bitch at Prada she give me the discount Ironic she tellin' her friend that we fuckin' 'Cause she like to suck me, yeah, she got a big mouth I just got a two tone ring "Twenty, can you sing to me?" I eat the bitch from the back Now she pray to god for me I let her roll at the set She gon' take the charge for me I let her pull up the sack And let her charge the card on me I can't f*ck with you, my bitch better "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza" "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza" She said, "Twenty let's go shop at Phipps Plaza", yeah Used to work at Follies, she at Flame now Rolls Royce got umbrellas for the rain now Pussy taste just like Tropicana I just hit Fani for bandanas Rick Owens with the Plain Jane No bluffin' No cuffin'