Lyrics to Canadian Tux
I'm working on dying
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Aye
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up?
I don't even care about the weather
Every day, I rock Bottega Veneta Summertime but I'm still rocking that sweater
Rockstar lifestyle, got that jacket with leather
Uh, my nеw bitch, yeah, she a model
So еvery day, we go shopping together
Call me Mr. Put-That-Shit-On
Even since pockets was light as a feather
Uh, they think this lifestyle easy Even though they could never just achieve it, uh
Start to wonder why they hating
All I had to do was give 'em a reason
Nowadays, everyone changing Everyone changing on me like the
Seasons
If I hit this ho she gon' tell
I guess that's life when you at the Four Seasons
100k, that just cost me a month I got more bread than they serving for lunch
The lil' body Bentley just isn't enough
When I get up l'ma need me that truck
When I get up, man, I promise it's stuck
And I'll do it again just to show it ain't luck
Swerving the coupe with the trunk in the front
Run up a M in Canadian
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Aye
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up?
Oh, sure
Oh, sure
Oh, sure
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Aye
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up?
I don't even care about the weather
Every day, I rock Bottega Veneta Summertime but I'm still rocking that sweater
Rockstar lifestyle, got that jacket with leather
Uh, my nеw bitch, yeah, she a model
So еvery day, we go shopping together
Call me Mr. Put-That-Shit-On
Even since pockets was light as a feather
Uh, they think this lifestyle easy Even though they could never just achieve it, uh
Start to wonder why they hating
All I had to do was give 'em a reason
Nowadays, everyone changing Everyone changing on me like the
Seasons
If I hit this ho she gon' tell
I guess that's life when you at the Four Seasons
100k, that just cost me a month I got more bread than they serving for lunch
The lil' body Bentley just isn't enough
When I get up l'ma need me that truck
When I get up, man, I promise it's stuck
And I'll do it again just to show it ain't luck
Swerving the coupe with the trunk in the front
Run up a M in Canadian
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Aye
Rockin' that denim on denim
That's that Canadian tux
No matter how many times I hit it That ho, she still wanna fuck
Triple 7, triple text
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up?
Oh, sure
Oh, sure
Oh, sure
