Текст песни Put It On (feat. The Part Time Models) - SyWavy

She want the Rick on body
She ride Murakami tsunami
And this the freshest on Gotti
Living life twin sweet
She text me begged can we link
Too high eyes on zombie
I don't pop no Xanny
I smoke za pop tags
I got a Prada you bag
Okay!
Vintage knit sweat flare I'm on
Loafers black with a clock chain
Watch your Dipset Cam'Ron On
Flash on in my way
Watch the fit check rep a faker
The hardest shit to my name

She takes the clothes from my closet
But I'm not even done with that piece yet
That's a '95 tee did you forget?

My wardrobe is more than your salary
I step outside a walking art gallery
Can't wear wack shit like an allergy

And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It!

I wanna turn this bitch up
She want COMME Des Garçons
But give no studio love
Then I was time traveling switching fits
Like back to the future
They say how you get so flee?
I said this how I do it
I Put It On!

And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It On!
And she tell me again
I Put It!