New Pair

[Hook] Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need a new pair [Verse 1: Von Pea] The Swoosh is in the back Velcro top Motherf*** a scene, I'm way too clean Ooh weee, you see the damn Damn, there goes a crease What week is this? Ooh I get paid So maybe I can go put these away Imma go see the doctor, Dr. Jay Just general release, no hyperbeast Keep steppin' to the beat Just watch my feets Your sneakers Don't match theyself, That's a L Turn quicker than a dog tryna catch his tail Like, "oh my god, those s***s is hard" Yeah, I got on sneaks, but I need the new Funny how the new came out in 9-2 My older brother I just saw an old picture of him in those kicks You know I'm tryna get from ebay They sorta look like Jordans He say they called Flights The day they arrived, I stared at 'em all night I wore 'em to school This grown woman said "Nice, wow, the old Flights" [Hook] [Verse 2: Josie Stingray] Now when it comes to shoes Money is nothin' I need a pair to one-up Darren Hudson My sister say I need to grow up and change clothes Shoes all stacked up lookin' like Legos My closet on read space I got all the staples I just got a new pair and they look fade-o (hey) Man, I feel great I didn't get a chance to get these in '98 No, I'm just an emcee who likes sneaks so don't hate So, this ain't a trend I'm so Winnebago I'm in it for the long This mood is all wrong And ever since the internet, everybody on Everybody got 'em But not these, scuff 'em up, we gone have a problem Cuz I paid two-fifty, fool, we gone have a problem I'm givin' y'all notice I'm bout to skip Autumn cuz my shoes is the coldest When school's back in session Y'all fools bout to notice Forgo it Believe me, I keep my spot seaweed I'm the one that stole ya thunder, clepto You still in them SBs? I dime up People say "What these [?] is killin' y'all shit" [Hook] [Verse 3: Rapsody] 9-5 kickies, 9-5 kickies Grey, lime green like the rhymes stay sickie Dressed to impress from my hickie Yeah, in [?] to a tune like Mickey Skip 4th period Cop new Dickies Match new Jordans Only night courtin' Ha ha And with my boyfriend Waterproof butter Timbs what I recommend Better act like you know, like a thespian In the ladies section like a lesbian Tryna find a seven In the pink ones Ready to meet the world like I'm Fashawn Cuz I know one thing that is fo' sho Taste of my kicks will have em snappin' photos Ha, like "where you get them from?" Never seen nothin' like them round here, huh Huh huh And wait till the school day Peepin' eyes from the boys in a cool way Cuz I'm doin' it well, like Cool J High tops, like the fade on Kid 'N Play [Hook]