Nike

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[Verse 1: Joey Vantes] Pull up in my Nikes Marvin Gaye's plan Got that nina right beside me (Yeah) Sauce all in my veins I already told you not to try me (Pew pew) See I seven perfect Boy I hit the upper 90 (Ballin) Hit the upper 90 Ha, ha God be shining on me really it ain't hard to find me (Nah) I'm cooling in the hills I've been out practicing my hitachi (West) I put it on the left, no Kanye West like "Ultralight Beam" (West) Sounds of virgil lately I've been draping off the "why me" (Brrr) [Chorus: Joey Vantes] When I pull up in my Nikes (Good God) When I pull up in my Nikes (Oh Lord) When I pull up in my Nikes (Yeah!) When I pull up in my, swoosh [Verse 2: Joey Vantes] Lock and load 'em get me started Got some Cortez' on my feet Through the valley out to Cali Hittin' switches on the beat When I'm riding in the A, I got some 1's, I keep it G Hit that 85 no, left on Jimmy Carter Two-tone my phone's three, and my future low When I put my pair on, LBJ in my zone Gimme the checks when I flex Suited up in Gore-Tex Only the best, when I blessed Christian Dior no ghost steps (Brrr) [Chorus: Joey Vantes, Parris Chariz] When I pull up in my Nikes (Good God) (Yeah) When I pull up in my Nikes (Oh Lord) (Okay) When I pull up in my Nikes (Yeah!) (Huh) When I pull up in my- (Okay) [Verse 3: Parris Chariz] Fresh white pair they got me walkin' like a angel (Frrr) And they layin' on me, shorty catched a ride, angle (Flash) OG pulled up on me, had the nina right beside me (Okay) Told me I could click it but that ticket lookin' pricy (No way) Runnin' the game different, we not one and the same [?] (No way) I came I'm takin' the game with me, I got rank, you should listen (Uh huh) Slicker than the rest, I buy two pairs just for the smell of it (Phew, phew) Chefin' with the outfit (Yeah) I just had a house lift (Yeah) Blessings beam me high key (Uh huh) Need my shorty spicy (I do) Gotta do 'em both she rock the hills in the Nikes (Okay) When she pull up on the wave, then I could promise she'da wifey (Flash) I ain't even choose her, Cupid shoot her like he Spike Lee (Pew, pew) Okay, dawg, it ain't likely I'm gone on the nightly So talk to me nicely (Talk to me nice) Three-tone my kicks, I pull up like bright wrist (Uh huh) New wave, who this? Call my phone you get click, yeah Okay, dawg, it ain't likely I'm gone on the nightly So talk to me nicely (Talk to me nice) Need my shorty spicy, blessings beam me high key Chefin' with the outfit (Uh huh) I pull up in my Nikes [Chorus: Joey Vantes] When I pull up in my Nikes, huh (Good God) When I pull up in my Nikes (Oh Lord) When I pull up in my Nikes (Yeah!) When I pull up in my, swoosh