Stilettos (feat. Cisco the Nomad)
Yeah, I see you
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Girl you got that body (got that shit)
Are you from Hollywood? (yeah)
You could be somebody (body)
But I know you wouldn't stay for good
It's all right, it's okay, yeah
You do you, don't you stray girl
I don't mind compromising (doin' all right)
Long as you're by my side
Usually I'm straight up
You should be without the makeup
Hope you know I don't prefer the fake stuff, and
The hair, the bracelet I'm not 'bout it
You could go without it
Still you rocking shades when its cloudy, and
It's all right, it's okay, you
Make me wanna celebrate, and
I don't mind compromising
Long as you're by my side
Yeah, I see you
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me girl
Them heels probably killing your achilles
The dress you got on looking sweeter than a praline
You're a 2010 Ye, girl, looking so amazing
And I'm an '03 Jay, trying to make you go crazy
You dance to 'Yonce, make the song sicker
Knock a man out like you're playing pinch hitter
All up in my skin like you're living as a splinter
Got me feeling fever in the middle of the winter
Tonight I'ma have dreams of you and me cruisin'
In the Karmann Ghia with the top off, roofless
Feet up on the dash and you look good shoeless
I ain't got a lot 'cause all I have is this music
So please let me buy you a drink
And make you promises that soon I'ma buy you a mink
I'll tell you that I'm on the come up so I live on the brink
You're telling me you got a man and then you're gone in a blink
Like what the fuck did I think?
Yeah, I see you
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Girl you got that body (got that shit)
Are you from Hollywood? (yeah)
You could be somebody (body)
But I know you wouldn't stay for good
It's all right, it's okay, yeah
You do you, don't you stray girl
I don't mind compromising (doin' all right)
Long as you're by my side
Usually I'm straight up
You should be without the makeup
Hope you know I don't prefer the fake stuff, and
The hair, the bracelet I'm not 'bout it
You could go without it
Still you rocking shades when its cloudy, and
It's all right, it's okay, you
Make me wanna celebrate, and
I don't mind compromising
Long as you're by my side
Yeah, I see you
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me girl
Them heels probably killing your achilles
The dress you got on looking sweeter than a praline
You're a 2010 Ye, girl, looking so amazing
And I'm an '03 Jay, trying to make you go crazy
You dance to 'Yonce, make the song sicker
Knock a man out like you're playing pinch hitter
All up in my skin like you're living as a splinter
Got me feeling fever in the middle of the winter
Tonight I'ma have dreams of you and me cruisin'
In the Karmann Ghia with the top off, roofless
Feet up on the dash and you look good shoeless
I ain't got a lot 'cause all I have is this music
So please let me buy you a drink
And make you promises that soon I'ma buy you a mink
I'll tell you that I'm on the come up so I live on the brink
You're telling me you got a man and then you're gone in a blink
Like what the fuck did I think?
Yeah, I see you
Fancy shoes, you rock 'em though
I need a preview (girl)
I don't need you, I want to though
Nice to meet you (nice to meet you)
Do you know what I do or no?
Does it matter? (Does it matter?)
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Smiling all the way full
Climbing all way up floors
Your number in my phone
Are you flattered? Tell me, girl
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Zucker, Clay
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