One pair of shoes a year,
Juan Carlos rules with fear.
Is that what he says at the end?
I love this song, because I know everyone can picture a guy driving an H2, down the crowded streets of the South Side, trying to find a parking spot, with his pink polo, double collard shirt on, fake tan, designer clothes, daddys credit card in his pocket, with his "BOYZ" in the passenger seat, cat-calling all the girls on the street...
One pair of shoes a year, Juan Carlos rules with fear.
Is that what he says at the end?
I love this song, because I know everyone can picture a guy driving an H2, down the crowded streets of the South Side, trying to find a parking spot, with his pink polo, double collard shirt on, fake tan, designer clothes, daddys credit card in his pocket, with his "BOYZ" in the passenger seat, cat-calling all the girls on the street...
I hate those fucking guys...
HAHA I'm done...
I just moved to the bay area a few months ago. He's talking about Macarthur Bart (subway) and that's right by my house!
I just moved to the bay area a few months ago. He's talking about Macarthur Bart (subway) and that's right by my house!