Boots 歌词

I got Nikes for the gym, Tevas for the beach A couple pair of dusties that I'm really tryna keep I might as well burn 'em in a fire as high as the Moon, yeah I'm talkin' high-top, flip-flop, pair of camouflage Crocs Old-school checkered Vans, closed-toed Birkenstock End of the day, you know I gotta go to my go-tos, yeah 'Cause my baby likes me better in boots When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, ya'll, I can't lose, woah No, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes Because my baby likes me better in boots She like me better in Snip toe, square toe, snakeskin Toffee caiman belly coming up to my shin Leather on the bottom, lizard on the toe Old, brown goat color of a dirt road Chocolate Lucchese, full-quill Tecova Any of those or my daddy's old Ropers And my baby likes me better in boots, woo When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, ya'll, I can't lose, whoa No, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes 'Cause my baby likes me better in boots Boots Boots Boots She do, she do, yeah, she do (ow!) Never know when my baby wanna go dancing So you know I always stay prepared Somewhere in the backseat of my old Chevy I always got a couple of extra pairs 'Cause my baby likes me better in boots, woo (my, my) When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, ya'll, I can't lose, whoa No, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in no Golden Goose Because my baby likes me better in, my baby likes me better in My baby likes me better in boots, oh