Jimmy Choos

Strappin' up her boots real cute gave me a reason to feel
Im sippin' on this hard liquor, drinking got me stuck in my feels
Can't seem to find no woman like you
Can't seem to find no woman like you
Hope it don't take all Sunday afternoon
I do

Ya got me in my feelins' babe
Rollin witchya Jimmy Choos
Ridin' in this Ford got me feelin' like I'm 22
I got a .44
Dressed up in my navy blue
Out on the homestead
Sumn' like a Deja Vu

And when we get to talkin' you gon' test my love, I won't fold
And if you bury my heart then it's safe to say it will grow
Now I feel as if I'm running out of hope

Can't seem to find no woman like you
Can't seem to find no woman like you

Ya got me in my feelins' babe
Rollin witchya Jimmy Choos
Ridin' in this Ford got me feelin' like I'm 22
I got a .44
Dressed up in my navy blue
Out on the homestead
Sumn' like a Deja Vu



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Writer(s): Ofek Arviv
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