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出演艺人
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
演唱
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
演唱
Daniel Wallace
Daniel Wallace
演唱
作曲和作词
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
词曲作者
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
词曲作者
Otis Jackson Jr
Otis Jackson Jr
词曲作者
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
词曲作者
制作和工程
Madlib
Madlib
制作人
Brian Garten
Brian Garten
录音工程师
David Brown
David Brown
助理工程师
Gimel Keaton
Gimel Keaton
混音工程师
Justin Shturtz
Justin Shturtz
助理工程师

歌詞

We not goin to JC Penney's, we not goin to Macy's either Shopping bags they weigh down her arm Popping tags and collars her charm All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you Manolo and Prada's her style Louis, Burberry by the pile All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you Yo she know you come to do it, so what'cha want Candelight might flick at'cha Put your credit card to it, she know what to flaunt Her handle tight like a master She used to taunt on the runway, yeah she's down to tree The avenue like her catwalk Struck a bit to the gunplay, that housing street Looks to die for, ask that chalk man for yo' hand Spend it, you live to show All the cash that you can burn What you need is to end it, cause you give the dough But get no ass back in return Stay laughin, straight at you dog Best believe, you wastin time Don't deny what's happenin, just clear the fog And achieve you a peace line, yo it goes like Shopping bags they weigh down her arm Popping tags and collars her charm All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it Her frame goes beyond thick, she got you stunned Livin it up off the pop hits Like a dame on a Bond flick, she's not the one To give it up 'til you cop shit Just because she's stacked right, she got your soul Her every wish you now obey You should be on that actright, but she got control She say jump you scream, okay I'm reloaded Nigga you shootin blanks Tryin to front like you got game Her crib is sugar coated, like she lootin banks But it's your wallet she done claimed When the limit of your plastic, reaches the end You start payin for your time She'll be in it for the last bit, of money to spend And you'll be left with dimes While she fillin up Shopping bags they weigh down her arm Popping tags and collars her charm All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you Manolo and Prada's her style Louis, Burberry by the pile All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it
Writer(s): Vincent L. Mason, Kelvin Mercer, David J. Jolicoeur, Otis Lee Jackson Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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