Boots

I got Nikes for the gym Tevas for the beach A couple pair of Dusters that I'm really tryna keep I might as well burn 'em in a fire as high as the moon Yeah I'm talkin' high-top, flip-flop Pair of camouflage Crocs Old-school checkered Vans Closed-toed Birkenstock End of the day you know I gotta go to my go tos Yeah 'Cause my baby likes better in boots When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose Whoa no Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in designer shoes 'Cause my baby likes me better in boots She like me better in Snip toe, square toe, snakeskin Toffee caimen belly coming up to my shin Leather on the bottom Lizard on the toe Old brown goat colour of a dirt road Chocolate Lucchese Full quill Tecova Any of those or my daddy's old Ropers And my baby likes me better in boots, woo When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose Whoa no Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in designer shoes 'Cause my baby likes me better in Boots Boots Boots Boots She do, she do, yeah she do Never know when my baby wanna go dancin' So you know I always stay prepared Somewhere in the backseat of my old Chevvy I always got a couple of extra pairs 'Cause my baby likes me better in boots, woo When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose Whoa no Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in no Golden Goose 'Cause my baby likes me better in My baby likes me better in My baby likes me better in Boots