Burgandy

[Intro: sample, repeats throughout] "Come on...!" "Do it!" "Do it!" [Verse 1: Blu] 88s systems in the park, with a spark for the mood leaf Kufi with the sufis, 4 finger gold Chazz Sniffin' out my name, in my chest talkin' bout "I need a fade slip, homie" Uhmm... What you think the color his logo was? (Yeah...) That made him wanna powder his face with it (Hold up!) Boost BAPEs with it, tuck in they aces I though that it was used to get paid with, their basics Stuff a case fit, duckin' the jakes, slip I'm hopin' it was nothing, exchanged it on a bracelet No button, out the rose colored candy Rolls, on them toes, and them hoes can't stand me Rose color fitted, caught a vision of Miami Somethin'-somethin' looked liked John Candy And she, uh... What you think the color the Caddy was When they pulled up on the curb with it? [Hook] Uh – burgundy, burgundy, baby Why don't you hop on the curb with me, baby? Break down a little herb with me, baby Or I might have to take you to church, uh [Verse 2] Forget us, sprinkle little crumbs for the peasants (And, what it was wasn't...) Musta had that fool, be actin' "no he wasn't" He offered some of that, women wonder what he guzzlin' "It's just sips, dawg, Cristal? Naw, had a bottle, let it rot in the fridge" I'm on that "just y'all" With the Chucks scuffed up, brush the dust off Show you how to run y'alls, down to the gum soft Young boss said "It's dumb but its done wrong" Shit, still had her "Up All--" up on the John'Jonson song Suck on the Chaundon, ugh What you think the color a' her heart was though When she heard he wouldn't stay with her? Uh – yeah, burgundy, baby Why don't you hop up on this curb with me, baby? Break down a little herb with me, lady And I might have to take you to church Baby, baby...