Pretty V - Like A Christian in Dior Lyrics

Yeah yeah
Uh uh uh uh
Seven

Uh
Nah, I ain't a barber, but you can catch a fade
Nah, I ain't her father, but your lady just be sayin' it
And yeah, I might change, but nothing ever changed me
She got a fake tan, man, she's lookin' like Sainsbury's

I got a yellowbone, she animated, like Simpsons
We was young niggas, me and D, up in Giptom
Told that pussy, nigga, keep it cool like some Lipton
This bitch wet aye look like I pissed in it

Didier drogba, get the cup, then I kiss it
She really held me down, I'm in the club, I miss her
But I ain't gonna cry, baby girl, you know I'm swaggin
I was just tryna talk, why you think I'm braggin'

Shakin' her spot, now I got her lagging
She was puttin' on a front, now I'm blowing that back in
Back, back, back, back, back, backin', backin
Young 2007 , yeah, I'm backin' it, backin' it

Yeah, I'm backin' it, backin' it
Cool little baddie, and, she shakin' it, shakin' it
Uh uh uh uh
2007 money
Grrr
Hee

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, she's shakin' it
Uh uh uh
Yeah she's shakin' it
In her guts I'm a Doctor, rearranging them

If you walk out the door, I'm replacing you
Don't know what you're racing for, I ain't chasing
Yeah I count up the score
Like a Christian I'm up in Dior

Like a Christian I'm up in Dior
Ooh, baby, why'd you don't love me no more
You took my heart, but you left me on the floor
One last dance, let's get on the floor, floor

And I get back to it
And, yeah, if she's fly, then she's gettin' flew in
Stand up guy, told that nigga to sit down
Baddie from Romania, I told her, that I'm, Chris Brown

Used to talk shit, but you can't tell me shit now
Where's the beat now
Yeah, yeah