Smoovoe - FIVE STAR Lyrics

Five star hoe with white toes and got an ass on her
You stay with me, I keep it player, baby, don't gotta ask for it
We can shop in Neiman's, what you want, shit I buy it for you
Stay on fleek, Bottega Louis V, or you wan Tom Ford
Big ole diamonds hittin, lookin' like eyesore
She ask me when I make it back, do I got some time for her
Baby, I'm on that road, would I hit you when I got time for ya
Keep askin' about them old hoes, that shit I don't got time for it
I'm in that new car, when I take off, you hear that lion roar
Hop on the flight, don't take nun with you, just grab your passport
The way she throw that back, you hear that clap like encore
I slut her out, and now she want more
I look her in the eyes and tell my baby, she the rawest
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch
We pull off in that one thang, drop the top we in that fast lane
You with a boss, you see that pape around you and drive you insane
Compare me to your last nigga, because my bag different
You see me in that kitchen and check my stats, nigga
She know I'm not the one, let's get that business done
I buy her what she want, that Gucci Saint Laurent
Pop your shit, my baby, you gon' pop your shit, my baby
They can't f*ck with you, so go and pop your shit, my baby
I look her in the eyes and tell my baby she the rawest
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the rawest bitch, bae, you the rawest bitch
You the coldest bitch, baby, you the coldest bitch