(We not goin to JC Penney's, we not goin to Macy's either)



[Chorus: Daniel Wallace]

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



[Posdonus]

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 {*HA, HA HA*}

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



[Chorus] - 1&2



[Daniel Wallace]

She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it

She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it



[Dave]

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

{*HA, HA HA*} And you'll be left with dimes

While she fillin up



[Chorus]



[Daniel Wallace]

She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it

She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it