Dirty Nikes (Lupe Fiasco Remix)

Song: Dirty Nikes (Lupe Fiasco Remix)

Artist: Ruth B

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

Lupe, uh-huh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Tell me how to drive with the windows down

Now that you're not in the passenger seat

Tell me how to dance with my best friends

Guess that my best friends know that you're not with me

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to

Summer days are lonely

When it's only me in my room

Wondering if you know that I'm

Still singing about you, ooh

Found your dirty Nikes, they remind me

Of what I've been through

You should know it makes me sick

That I'm still singing 'bout you, ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh-oh, oh)

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh-oh, oh)

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to

Yeah (Yeah), I say

Questions from that snake or somethin'

Lessons how to leave alone

Protections for my peace at home

to teach a stone

To eat and sleep and read a poem

Meditatin', speakin' Oms

Investigate the deeper zones

To detach, scratch with no rematches

Block accounts and delete the ashes

As if we don't need the classics, and

Goin' backwards against that cancel culture

These mental sculpturess, demandin' closure

And exposure

That's so quantum physics

But a honest pivot from that common district (Yeah)

To that monumentous, unconquered continent in the distance

Let's take a tour van to that pure land

Ensure fans can partake

Have a festival for the rest of you

Sing a heart sutures to heartaches, yeah (Yeah)

Summer days are lonely

When it's only me in my room (Uh-huh)

Wondering if you know that I'm (Yeah, yeah)

Still singing about you, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Found your dirty Nikes, they remind me

Of what I've been through (Oh, oh)

You should know it makes me sick

That I'm still singing 'bout you, ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh-oh, oh, Lupe)

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to (Lupe)

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh-oh, oh, yeah, yeah)

I don't hate you, I just gotta learn to (Yeah, yeah)

Drive with the windows down

Now that you're not (Uh-huh) in the passenger seat

Dance with my best friend's

Guess that my best friend's (Uh-huh) know that you're not with me (Yeah)

Here we go (Oh-oh, oh)

Let's take a tour van to that pure land

Parttake

Have a festival for the rest of you

Sing a heart sutures to heartaches, yeah (Oh-oh, oh)

Lupe

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh-oh, oh)

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh