Petty Lyrics

[Chorus: Obie Trice]
(I'm petty) Got my Gucci sneak's on
Gucci tee on, get my Gucci freak on
E'rything I wear got a Gucci emblem
I'm so Gucci gone say I'm in a Gucci zone
(I'm petty) Got my Louie V hat
with my Louie backpack with the stacks in that
Where the Louie at? So you could pour another shot
Cause, e'rything I rock Louie V to the socks

[Obie Trice]
Who do it hotter in Prada?
I ain't from N.Y., do it +M-Y Way+, so Sinatra
You know my {?} not proper for the Oscars
But I opt out for the Oxfords in the Oxford
... Ha ha, that hurts
Some'n by this oar got 'em tippin they fedoras
Got the ladies bein w****s cause we're ballin out stores
I coordinate on e'rything I wore
So ladies know him now say, "That was him before"
Fresh as the core in my Christian Diors
[Chorus]

[Obie Trice]
Got me smellin like Chanel
Well, that's my female, shorty gets that mail
In them transparent 90-millimeter heels
In them Red Bottoms showin off them Christian Lou-B's
Heels... that's real
E-e-e'rything 'bout her scream Dolce & Gabanna
with the bowlin ball bag showin out at Caribana
Lil' mama, she a stunner
Tweed dress on, no panties up under
Catch her on Queens Street ballin at the boutiques, holla
[Chorus]

[Obie Trice]
BME, Black Market Entertainment
Obie Trice (Obie Trice, Obie Trice)
New s***... so bent

Guess the man lucky, she ain't glam luxury
We as a couple get +Fresher+ than Douglas E.
Double up on my duds where the logos be
So Polo duplicate on me, guess that's why they hate Obie
They can see

[Chorus]

[Outro]
I'm petty {*4X*}