Qveen Herby - Well Dressed Lyrics

Suit, suit, suit like summa'
Swagga' on my hips like thunda'
(I-)I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'
I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'

You wanna ride wit' me
You wanna roll wit' me
I got the whole world chasin' fo' a photo with me
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed motha')
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed motha')

You wanna chill wit' me
Wanna be seen wit' me
'Cause if I got the sauce, I must be somebody
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
You know it
(Everybody, eh-everybody love it)

You ain't gotta be rich (no), you ain't gotta be fine (nah)
Go and get that coin (go on), all you need is style (okay)
Swankin' all these bitches (oh), can't believe your eyes (what?)
Ain't got no vision (no), I'm just too fly-e-y-e
You don't gotta be nice (na), you don't gotta be smart (no)
When you look like me (go on), you're a f*ckin' star (alright)
Drop top, G-Wagon (aye) traffic in L.A. (uh-huh)
I still get paid (when) when I show up la-e-ay-e

A mirror, a mirrors a problem
Can't stop lookin', that mirror's a problem
Everything I wear is the right thing
Settin' these trends like lightnin'

You wanna ride wit' me
You wanna roll wit' me
I got the whole world chasin' fo' a photo with me
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')

You wanna chill wit' me
Wanna be seen wit' me
'Cause if I got the sauce, I must be somebody
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
You know it
(Everybody, eh-everybody love it)

Drivin' through the city (whoa), people all stressed out (oh yeah)
Soon as they see me (what?), everybody smile (okay)
Tell me that I'm crazy (crazy), tell me that I'm Wild (Wild)
This kinda' persona (ah) never outta style, no
Twelve pairs of Jimmys (count 'em), Valentino bags (that's good)
Half of my closet (uh-huh) still got the tags (oh, my)
That's how I like it (that's right), nothin' comes fo' free (don't stress)
I work too hard (mm-hmm) to dress like I'm borin'!

A mirror, a mirrors a problem
Can't stop lookin', that mirror's a problem
Everything I wear is the right thing
Settin' these trends like lightnin'

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma. Well dressed. Mothaf*cka'
Sucha. Mothaf*ckin'. Well dressed. Mothaf*cka'
Sucha. Mothaf*ckin'

You wanna ride wit' me
You wanna roll wit' me
I got the whole world chasin' fo' a photo with me
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
(Hey)
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
(Oooohhh-ooohh)

You wanna chill wit' me
Wanna be seen wit' me
'Cause if I got the sauce, I must be somebody
(Woo)
You know it
(Everybody loves a well dressed mothaf*cka')
(Eh)
You know it
(Everybody, eh-everybody love it)
(Woo)

(Say) suit, suit, suit like summa' (summa')
Swagga' on my hips like thunda' (thunda')
I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'
I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'

Suit, suit, suit like summa'
(Ahh-aahhhh)
Swagga' on my hips like thunda'
(Swagga'-aaah-ahhh-ahh)
I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'
(Aahhh-ahhhhhh)
I'ma well dressed mothaf*cka'