Jay Z - Tom Ford текст песни

Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass
Blow a stack for yo niggas with yo trappin' ass
Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass
Blow a stack for yo niggas with yo trappin' ass
Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford
Coming up, coming down
Riding clean fix your hair in my crown
Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around
Paris where we've been, pard' my Parisian
It's Hov in no time, it's fuck all y'all season
Piss Bordeauxs and Burgandies flush out of Riesling
When Hov's out, them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in
Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass
Blow a stack for ya niggas with your trappin' ass
Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes
I party with weirdos, yeah Hov, yeah Hov
I don't pop Molly, I rock Tom Ford
International bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard
Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford
Hands down got the best flow, sound I'm so special

Sound boy burial, this my Wayne Perry flow
Y'all know nothing about Wayne Perry though
District of Columbia, guns on ya Tumblrs
Fuck hash tags and retweets, nigga
140 characters in the streets, nigga
Pardon my laughing, y'all only flagging on beats, nigga
Pardon my laughing, I happen to think your sweet
I don't pop Molly, I rock Tom Ford
International bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard
Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford
Oh, man, homie
(So throwed)
Coming up, coming down
Riding clean fix your hair in my crown
Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around
Coming up, coming down
Riding clean fix your hair in my crown
Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around
I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford

Thanks to Jay for correcting these lyrics