Dollar Bin, Nadia Rose - Retail Therapy lyrics
[Dollar Bin, Nadia Rose - Retail Therapy lyrics]
Yeah yo can I get these in a size 4 please?
Sure thing sweetheart, give us a moment okay?
Greg, you seen that girl out front?
Poor thing must've wandered into the
Wrong shop ain't she hahaha
Bag full of money, bag full of crep
Swag for my foot straight to my head
Ciroc Mango straight down the neck
Take ganja straight to the head
'Nough ganja like the Netherlands
Damn, money so long it ain't never ending
So if I see a crep and it's looking tempting
Bitch then I'll be requesting
I got forty-two swedes
One for me and all of my friends
Actually, fuck them
For swede them girl get shegged
Take two sex and I set two trend
Might get vexed, have to take two blem
Bitch you can take two pulls
Took your swag then you might get schooled
Listen I'm the crème de la crème
I'm the one to go and make the rules
I'm the one to go and break the rules
I'm the one that walk up in
The party, looking like the party
I'm the one that make a nigga drool
I'm the one that thinks that I'm the tool
I'm the one that make him
Wanna shoot like alley oop
I'm the one to tell the nigga
Go and grab the loop
I'm the one to tell my bitches
Go and grab your lips
Listen, I'm size 4 but I still
Spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen
They say I need help, well fucking yeah
I need retail therapy if I shop 'til I drop
Put me in the retail cemetery
Yeah, I do this every day
You only got one shot
Baby that's a retail penalty
Yeah, shoot and you miss
My nigga spent a coupe on his wrist
My other nigga went and spent
A Roley on the whip
Get to knowing where it is
Bitches I'm the and I'm
Controlling on your strip
Ipp, dipp, doo, who's it?
Not you, you ain't nothing
I had to cop Roshe since
I've been running the game
Since day they've been running away
Did it once and look I done it again
Sure we've come a long way from pop chains
Cop it in red, the black, the cocaines
Like, size 4 but I still
Spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen
Size 4 but I still spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen
Sure thing sweetheart, give us a moment okay?
Greg, you seen that girl out front?
Poor thing must've wandered into the
Wrong shop ain't she hahaha
Bag full of money, bag full of crep
Swag for my foot straight to my head
Ciroc Mango straight down the neck
Take ganja straight to the head
'Nough ganja like the Netherlands
Damn, money so long it ain't never ending
So if I see a crep and it's looking tempting
Bitch then I'll be requesting
I got forty-two swedes
One for me and all of my friends
Actually, fuck them
For swede them girl get shegged
Take two sex and I set two trend
Might get vexed, have to take two blem
Bitch you can take two pulls
Took your swag then you might get schooled
Listen I'm the crème de la crème
I'm the one to go and make the rules
I'm the one to go and break the rules
I'm the one that walk up in
The party, looking like the party
I'm the one that make a nigga drool
I'm the one that thinks that I'm the tool
I'm the one that make him
Wanna shoot like alley oop
I'm the one to tell the nigga
Go and grab the loop
I'm the one to tell my bitches
Go and grab your lips
Listen, I'm size 4 but I still
Spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen
They say I need help, well fucking yeah
I need retail therapy if I shop 'til I drop
Put me in the retail cemetery
Yeah, I do this every day
You only got one shot
Baby that's a retail penalty
Yeah, shoot and you miss
My nigga spent a coupe on his wrist
My other nigga went and spent
A Roley on the whip
Get to knowing where it is
Bitches I'm the and I'm
Controlling on your strip
Ipp, dipp, doo, who's it?
Not you, you ain't nothing
I had to cop Roshe since
I've been running the game
Since day they've been running away
Did it once and look I done it again
Sure we've come a long way from pop chains
Cop it in red, the black, the cocaines
Like, size 4 but I still
Spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen
Size 4 but I still spend bills on my creps
Bitch you better mind where you step
Smoke weed 'til there ain't nothing left
Fuck that, let me hit the connect
Re-up then we hit the West End
P's up then we do it again
Anywhere I go, you know I always set trend
Got Pounds, got Dollars, got Yen