Her Vice

Lyrics

[Produced by Roc Marciano] [Chorus] She don't wear the same thing twice Changing clothes is her vice Lots of money in her pocket book And she stay wearing the natural look [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Chanel smell, detail fingernail Benz CL she yell, "never pay retail" Sleeped in Cazals on the DL Popped the E pill Crocodile olive green Gucci belt Steaming in the spot Fendi head tie, I watched her exercise After breakfast and massage Played the high rises kinda posh fly ambiance Body parts extreme line like Ferrari cars Fuckin' her hard, I caught a Charlie Horse Spokes soft, 'Lo Sport Dripped in Armani like body wash Red bottom bitch Thick hippopotamus hips Fall in the closet like a bottomless pit Got a fit, nothing but designer shit Inside of it to pull out Fly like bullets in a shootout Blue medal gal shoe sale spell L'Oreal story to tell Three-quarter pell [Chorus] She don't wear the same thing twice Changing clothes is her vice Lots of money in her pocket book And she stay wearing the natural look [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Prada bags, pop tags, hopping out of Jags Bypass, brolic ass, fat bottom half Jordache stash, fashion ave class Drags of hash Coffee with the splash will have your head Mascara on the eyelash, just a tad like Stacey Dash Head up to Macy's in a cab you flag Marc Jacob shaded glass, Burberry plaid Jet lag abs, It's like a model on a Guess ad Throw back a bottle in a mess tab Flesh you stab, I rip the dress with the leather straps She laughed at the rap And denim with the Apple Bottom patch You shallow like water in a bottle cap Borrowing hats, Louis Vuitton shower caps Towel to match, wolves howl at Devour the outlet rack Take a power nap then bounce back Jeans run her ass about a stack How's that [Chorus] She don't wear the same thing twice Changing clothes is her vice Lots of money in her pocket book And she stay wearing the natural look [Verse 3: Knowledge the Pirate] What she like, huh? Surfing, cycling, tennis, yoga Four seasons resorts Walking around in them biker shorts ESPN on the screen, she watches sports Panamera banana Porsche, peeling off Hermes bags, Kara Ross, Chanels jewels, Christian Dior Bottega Veneta, Nanette Lepore A millie a poochie in and out the Gucci store 36-32-48, this bad bitch increased the murder rate She dressed to kill in them Giuseppe heels Shit is real, she got the skills to pay the bills She love popping them tags Hopping them Jags Shopping on 5th ave Tryna grab whatever she can have 18 karats in gold, 20 karats in ice Yeah, she gon' live that life [Chorus] She don't wear the same thing twice Changing clothes is her vice Lots of money in her pocket book And she stay wearing the natural look