Persian rug's, expensive silver
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
I know outside gun's are blazin'
People switchin' up and changin'
Daddy's are leavin' their babies
Oh my god, it is so rough
I know you, don't second guess me
No you never did impress me
Imma carve my destiny
Like a chess piece
Bitch, why not
Persian rugs and dainty teacups
Can you blame a girl for the love
Put some spice up in my cup
Know they want it now, so hot
On the rise, still so complacent
No you cannot have my babies
This gin got me feelin' crazy
Yeah I love that floral touch
Still no matter what I do, do
They gon ' hate me cause I'm new, new
So I'm coming on through, through, through
On the low you love me lots
In my robe I feel amazing
Cooking up some spicy Asian
Never relapse, never cave in
Yeah I love that cocky touch
I'm thinkin' about the look in his eye's
The way it feels nice
It's different
If we could just
Find some more time
We could erase this distance
I like em raw, I like em' shy
He think's that I'm
Indifferent
I see the look up in his eyes
Killin' em twice
No witness
These bitches trippin'
Execute mission
Causin' division
Just listen
They like my taste
Drippin' Champaign
Ruin my night if you bitchin'
My bitches bold
My bitches loud
Killin' the night, a witness
This is my time
Yours is a tickin'
You can just sit down and listen, ha
Persian rug's, expensive silver
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
Milkah - Persian Rugs Lyrics
Milkah - Persian Rugs Lyrics
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Persian rug's, expensive silver
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
I know outside gun's are blazin'
People switchin' up and changin'
Daddy's are leavin' their babies
Oh my god, it is so rough
I know you, don't second guess me
No you never did impress me
Imma carve my destiny
Like a chess piece
Bitch, why not
Persian rugs and dainty teacups
Can you blame a girl for the love
Put some spice up in my cup
Know they want it now, so hot
On the rise, still so complacent
No you cannot have my babies
This gin got me feelin' crazy
Yeah I love that floral touch
Still no matter what I do, do
They gon ' hate me cause I'm new, new
So I'm coming on through, through, through
On the low you love me lots
In my robe I feel amazing
Cooking up some spicy Asian
Never relapse, never cave in
Yeah I love that cocky touch
I'm thinkin' about the look in his eye's
The way it feels nice
It's different
If we could just
Find some more time
We could erase this distance
I like em raw, I like em' shy
He think's that I'm
Indifferent
I see the look up in his eyes
Killin' em twice
No witness
These bitches trippin'
Execute mission
Causin' division
Just listen
They like my taste
Drippin' Champaign
Ruin my night if you bitchin'
My bitches bold
My bitches loud
Killin' the night, a witness
This is my time
Yours is a tickin'
You can just sit down and listen, ha
Persian rug's, expensive silver
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
I know outside gun's are blazin'
People switchin' up and changin'
Daddy's are leavin' their babies
Oh my god, it is so rough
I know you, don't second guess me
No you never did impress me
Imma carve my destiny
Like a chess piece
Bitch, why not
Persian rugs and dainty teacups
Can you blame a girl for the love
Put some spice up in my cup
Know they want it now, so hot
On the rise, still so complacent
No you cannot have my babies
This gin got me feelin' crazy
Yeah I love that floral touch
Still no matter what I do, do
They gon ' hate me cause I'm new, new
So I'm coming on through, through, through
On the low you love me lots
In my robe I feel amazing
Cooking up some spicy Asian
Never relapse, never cave in
Yeah I love that cocky touch
I'm thinkin' about the look in his eye's
The way it feels nice
It's different
If we could just
Find some more time
We could erase this distance
I like em raw, I like em' shy
He think's that I'm
Indifferent
I see the look up in his eyes
Killin' em twice
No witness
These bitches trippin'
Execute mission
Causin' division
Just listen
They like my taste
Drippin' Champaign
Ruin my night if you bitchin'
My bitches bold
My bitches loud
Killin' the night, a witness
This is my time
Yours is a tickin'
You can just sit down and listen, ha
Persian rug's, expensive silver
These are all the thing's I dreamed o'
These are all the thing's I want
Can you blame me for my thoughts
I just wanna be on the top
Stomp the world under my lil foot
Tell them that I've had enough
Tell them back that it's tough luck
Writer: Sheridan McCLelland
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid