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DEE Queen Rose - These Threads Lyrics



DEE Queen Rose - These Threads Lyrics




She gone break her back
Watch me break a bank

These threads on my ass
Please don't ask the tag
CI CI I want to see and got Gucci up on my ass
Closet looking like a mall
Designer on my draws
Got a couple teens with the beam
Yeah I want it all
You know you can't afford it please don't ask what it cost
You need GPS because you looking lost
I'm use to the winning
Cause all I do is ball
Show me what you wearing
Man you need to take it off

Your style so boring
Like a lecture when you flexing so I'm snoring
I be dripping swag popping tags in Bora Bora
I be I'm up to the morning
Moving work like Dora Explorer
What you wanting baby I can give you more
And I'm Whipping all this dope
Shit so loud when it smoke
He a Ginny with a rug he'll kill all my woes
Told that chick I like to eat I hope you cook more than toast
Ima spend this money cause it's mine and I earned it
I was down bad
But up I turned it
Tell me what you wearing
Take that shit off and burn it
You should take that shit off and burn it
Tell me where we going
I gotta get dressed first
Grab my shoes and my bag
Then I'll make the rest work
Accessories to the T. Don't forget about that neck work
I hear the questions
Just don't ask bout my net worth
Wipe me down to my feet with polo on my head
Ferragamo on my belt don't touch my nature hair
G fazos on my feet they clean so watch where u step
This my first fit for the day
I'm just getting prepped
I flex all over and over but no sweat on these reps
I don't care for the talking
Got no love for you bruh
Girl where your dollars at
Don't ask me bout no trick
Its foreign in the whip or I ain't riding in the shit

These threads on my ass
Please don't ask the tag
CI CI I want to see and got Gucci up on my ass
Closet looking like a mall
Designer on my draws
Got a couple teens with the beam
Yeah I want it all
You know you can't afford it please don't ask what it cost
You need GPS because you looking lost
I'm use to the winning
Cause all I do is ball
Show me what you wearing
Man you need to take it off
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She gone break her back
Watch me break a bank

These threads on my ass
Please don't ask the tag
CI CI I want to see and got Gucci up on my ass
Closet looking like a mall
Designer on my draws
Got a couple teens with the beam
Yeah I want it all
You know you can't afford it please don't ask what it cost
You need GPS because you looking lost
I'm use to the winning
Cause all I do is ball
Show me what you wearing
Man you need to take it off

Your style so boring
Like a lecture when you flexing so I'm snoring
I be dripping swag popping tags in Bora Bora
I be I'm up to the morning
Moving work like Dora Explorer
What you wanting baby I can give you more
And I'm Whipping all this dope
Shit so loud when it smoke
He a Ginny with a rug he'll kill all my woes
Told that chick I like to eat I hope you cook more than toast
Ima spend this money cause it's mine and I earned it
I was down bad
But up I turned it
Tell me what you wearing
Take that shit off and burn it
You should take that shit off and burn it
Tell me where we going
I gotta get dressed first
Grab my shoes and my bag
Then I'll make the rest work
Accessories to the T. Don't forget about that neck work
I hear the questions
Just don't ask bout my net worth
Wipe me down to my feet with polo on my head
Ferragamo on my belt don't touch my nature hair
G fazos on my feet they clean so watch where u step
This my first fit for the day
I'm just getting prepped
I flex all over and over but no sweat on these reps
I don't care for the talking
Got no love for you bruh
Girl where your dollars at
Don't ask me bout no trick
Its foreign in the whip or I ain't riding in the shit

These threads on my ass
Please don't ask the tag
CI CI I want to see and got Gucci up on my ass
Closet looking like a mall
Designer on my draws
Got a couple teens with the beam
Yeah I want it all
You know you can't afford it please don't ask what it cost
You need GPS because you looking lost
I'm use to the winning
Cause all I do is ball
Show me what you wearing
Man you need to take it off
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Writer: Darnissa Gray
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Performed By: DEE Queen Rose
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Darnissa Gray
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