Lyrics to High Heels
These boots were made for styling
Profiling around my hood
Dem girls be strutting their stuff
Dem boys be up to no good

Red satin patterns stitched in
The pockets across my ass
Yo girl be watching you looking
But she gives you a pass

She's a baddy for real
Every stage she kill
Mama twerking, and she working
Just to pay the bills

She gets high and she goes low
In a Coupé De Ville
She's a baddy for real
Taking over in high heels, in high heels
High heels
She climbing up them high hills
In high heels

She got the stuff that I want
She holds out till I give in
Oh, girl
Girl, you got me tweaking on the weekend
Watching you getting them wins

Baby mama with no drama
That's how she became my wife
I've sign up for her army
I'm a soldier for life

She's a baddy for real
Every stage she kill
Mama twerking, and she working
Just to pay the bills

She gets high and she goes low
In a Coupé De Ville
I'm a baddy for real
Taking over in high heels
In high heels
High heels
She's climbing up them high hills
In high heels

She's a baddy for real
Every stage she kill
Mama twerking, and she working
Just to pay the bills

She gets high and she goes low
In a Coupé De Ville
I'm a baddy for real
Taking over in high heels
In high heels
High heels
She's climbing up them high hills
In high heels

Every woman in the world, keep on doing your thing
And no matter what comes your way
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