متن و پخش آهنگ Not In The Store از Pharrell Williams

متن کامل ترانه Not In The Store با صدای Pharrell Williams

I got swag that's not in the store I pop tags you couldn't afford I stay clean, please don't hit record His Goyard look fake, size 24 LV 'round my waist This is last season, baby, I'm not late Shoes, my pants, my shirt, it's foreign All my clothes migrated That's the reason why they hating Prada tracking like I'm racing All these clothes, them shits look basic Talk my sauce, I got too much All these outfits, I can't save it Only if you know, Evisu from Tokyo I just spent a hundred racks at the store When I'm done shopping, they say, "We closed," yeah Only if you know Might get it for the high, might get it for the low Iced out my wrist, then iced out my nеck And iced out my ankle then icеd out my toes Tiffany diamonds come in a blue bag Yeah, I got a blue bag, could get you a coat Got these racks, I could buy you a coat Yeah, Margiela ones zip up to your nose I just made 90 racks on the walkthrough And a hundred-ten thousand my show (my show) I got swag that's not in the store I pop tags you couldn't afford I stay clean, please don't hit record His Goyard look fake, size 24 LV 'round my waist This is last season, baby, I'm not late Shoes, my pants, my shirt, it's foreign All my clothes migrated That's the reason why they hating Prada tracking like I'm racing All these clothes, them shits look basic Talk my sauce, I got too much All these outfits, I can't save it No, I can't save it, no Girl from Tokyo, so amazing, whoa One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, number nine I'm not basic, no Archive, I got everything in it brand new In line, not waiting, no And, no, nobody as fresh as me Got JPD, that's bottom low Real Libertine, I'm feelin' low You know I got a colorful soul Said, "Baby boy, you can walk with me" Better yet, put me in a brand new Range Rov' Brand new expensive clothes I'm in the club, hypnosis I got swag that's not in the store I pop tags you couldn't afford That's the reason why they hating Prada tracking like I'm racing All these clothes, them shits look basic Talk my sauce, I got too much All these outfits, I can't save it (yeah, yeah) I ain't savin' hoes but I'm savin' clothes We got all the drips from across the water With a thought back you was sellin' boats I got a lot but I need plenty more Balenciaga, baby, that's my motto My Rolex stay chromed heart All chromed with a skull and bone They say, "What you rockin' on?" They don't know (they don't know) Icy jacket, that's an overload We wear skull line, that's a whole line I went to the top spot, it was a nose spot (yeah) You don't understand Stayed on the same thing but consistently (yeah) I used to wear Arenas (yeah) But now I wear Adidas with the low socks (low) ♪