High Heels Lyrics by The War And Treaty
These boots were made for stylin
Profiling around my hood
Dem girls be struttin they stuff
Dem boys be up to no good
Red satin patterns stitched in the pockets across my ass
Yo girl watching you looking
But she gives you a pass
She’s a baddy for real
Every stage she kill
Mama twerkin, and she workin
Just to pay the bills
She gets and high and she goes low
In a coup de vile
She’s a baddy for real
DC Taking over in high heels, in high heels
High heels
She Climbing up dem high hills
High heels
Climbing up dem high hills
In high heels
She got the stuff that I want
She holds out till I give in
Girl you got me tweakin 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
A soldier for life
She’s a baddy for real
Every stage she kill
Mama twerkin, and she workin
Just to pay the bills
She gets and high and she goes low
In a coup de vile
I’m a baddy for real
Taking over in high heels
High heels
Climbing up dem high hills
High heels
Climbing up dem high hills
In high heels