Jay-z - Tom Ford lyrics

rate me

Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass

Blow a stack for yo niggas with yo trappin' ass

Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass

Blow a stack for yo niggas with yo trappin' ass

Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford

Coming up, coming down

Riding clean fix your hair in my crown

Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around

Paris where we’ve been, pard' my Parisian

It's Hov in no time, it's fuck all y'all season

Piss Bordeauxs and Burgandies flush out of Riesling

When Hov's out, them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in

Clap for a nigga with his rappin' ass

Blow a stack for ya niggas with your trappin' ass

Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes

I party with weirdos, yeah Hov, yeah Hov

I don't pop Molly, I rock Tom Ford

International bring back the Concorde

Numbers don’t lie check the scoreboard

Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford

Hands down got the best flow, sound I'm so special

Sound boy burial, this my Wayne Perry flow

Y'all know nothing about Wayne Perry though

District of Columbia, guns on ya Tumblrs

Fuck hash tags and retweets, nigga

140 characters in the streets, nigga

Pardon my laughing, y'all only flagging on beats, nigga

Pardon my laughing, I happen to think your sweet

I don't pop Molly, I rock Tom Ford

International bring back the Concorde

Numbers don’t lie check the scoreboard

Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford, Tom Ford

Oh, man, homie

(So throwed)

Coming up, coming down

Riding clean fix your hair in my crown

Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around

Coming up, coming down

Riding clean fix your hair in my crown

Bad bitch, H-town, keep it trill y'all know y'all can't fuck around

I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford

Thanks to Jay for correcting these lyrics