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]