A.D.I.D.A.S

It's like I gotta hide every pair of exclusive A.D.I.D.A.S or something, man

It's like I'm addicted to 'em or something, you dig?

I think I'm Run-DMC, ha ha

Twista

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Hopping out the Phantom, looking clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

All exclusives when I end up on the scene in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm dugging in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My my my my my A.D.I.D.A.S

I party hard in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Nothing less that the best dressed Gucci, Fendi on my body cars

Blowing old good Kush, let it take me somewhere, probably Mardi gras

In the club, bitches kissing all on me like it's Mardi gras

In my A.D.I.D.A.S

When I'm stepping up outta cars

Three road already and in with a bad bitch and my outfit probably hard

On the West coast I'm on OG, on the East coast, I be God

You should be scared of me

'Cause I'm so fly when I be in my Jeremy Scott

Blowing out of jobs

In my Audi cars

Run-DMC, no shoe strings, hit 'em with a swag like Molly Mar

Got a pair with me everywhere I go, 'cause if I don't, I go hard

When you see me I'm stunting, outfit popping because I'm in my

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Hopping out the Phantom, looking clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

All exclusives when I end up on the scene in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm dugging in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My my my my my my my A.D.I.D.A.S

All these ladies be up on me in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Nothing but the freshest whips in my four car garage

Take a look at the regiment that I go through

I'm not giving up dressing up

Pants laid, took behind her, talking my A.D.I.D.A.S, looking fresh as fuck

They don't measure up when I wear them clothes

Like I'm marching through when I spit it in the ghetto

My A.D.I.D.A.S by Derek Rose

Show swag on 'em haters when I play with it

Strike on my favorite pose

So exclusive, no matter where you look, ain't no where to get those

Wings in the back, I'm hoping the air so whenever I see her, I see her

If the mama got on that leopard print I'm holla in my cheetah A.D.I.D.A.S

'Cause I'm that fly, look down when you step by

Spaz out 'cause I'm off one

And I'm turnt up and looking fresh in my

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Hopping out the Phantom, looking clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S, in my A.D.I.D.A.S

All exclusives when I end up on the scene in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm dugging in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fresh in my A.D.I.D.A.S

I'm fly in my A.D.I.D.A.S

Clean in my A.D.I.D.A.S

My my my my my my my A.D.I.D.A.S