Heel Toe lyrics

(Intro)

(La Musica De Harry Fraud) Yeah, Burns (Yeah?)

Put a thousand on the grey dog (Which one, over there?)

I like that one (Alright)

(Verse 1)

Yo, the long trench wearer, money in my hand, I dare ya

To come and take this, find you in a basement naked

Plus it's raining

She took a sniff, now she dancing like she Usher Raymond

See me swerving in the Lincoln with the Daytons

Sea colors are now late then, kinda resembles fried bacon

I shoot at your crew put the spoon inside the tiramasu

As I sat there looking cute in a suit

Shit I made it cool

To be yourself again without nobody helping em

What is that velvet?

Yes it is baby I'm a specialist

All these fuckin' demons that infest the kid

This be that shit that your grandfather's invested in

Dad's back, your new shit I had that

My new bitch is half black, Beamer made the Hatchback

I'm having flashbacks of razors in the ass crack

Hundred thousand dollars all in one inside the trash bag

A bunch of fiends, I'm havin' lunch in Queens

A lot of hundreds in my Dungarees

I'm at the garden sittin' Indian style, that means I'm on the floor

My skin is shinin' like it's Armor All

I freak bitches like a carnival

Bitch I stay on the boat just like a barnacle

I don't talk to no sons so bring your father through

And I was born in December, paint the Impala blue

Bitch it's getting cold, huh

(Hook)

She sniff blow, did the heel toe

Off the wheel of the de Ville, then I peel slow

For real though, I'm trying to get Shaquille dough

Huh, I'm just trying to get Shaquille dough

(Verse 2 )

Hang out the window of my sports car I'm listenin' to Prince

Bitch from Berlin is blowin' me behind the tints

Doves cry, then I let my nut fly in a sluts eye

I still in the mirror lookin' for one time

When we were younger used to play?

Now my hunger got me drivin' European sharks

• Artist:Action Bronson