| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes
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| Got no needs, she got me
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| All—All—All—All—All—
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there in the floor
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| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes
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| Got no needs, she got me (Yeah!)
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes
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| All we do is shop until we drop (No Ceilings, baby!)
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| All—All—All—All—All—
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there in the floor
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| Okay, swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordans
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| I bought her cell phone and I don’t even much call it
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| New imports make her feel important
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| No bullshit, nigga, no Ben Gordon
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| Get her information, take her on vacation
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| Give her dope dick; |
| now, she under the sedation
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| Wake her in the morning, breakfast where she slept at
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| Tell her, «Go shopping»; |
| I can’t wait 'til she get back
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| Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweatpants
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| She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag
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| I take her to the vet 'cause she a bad bitch
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| You can’t be broke and happy, so, me—I'm mad rich
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| I’m talking Young Money shit, she love the way I think
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| L’Oreal all over my bathroom sink
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| Betsey Johnson all over my bedroom counter
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| My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her, Weez'!
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| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes
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| Got no needs, she got me
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes (No Ceilings)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| All—All—All—All—All— (Yeah)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there in the floor (I got you, baby)
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| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes (Hahaha)
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| Got no needs, she got me
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes (No Ceilings)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| All—All—All—All—All—
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there—
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| Okay, fucking on Versace, napping on satin
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| I love to hit it backwards: call it Pig Latin
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| I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChatting
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| Niggas swag-jacking, but I got my patent’d
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| Fr—Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan
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| I speak a little French, and hers is no better then mine
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| I pass her the blunt; |
| she probably hit it one time
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| Catch us at the game, sitting on the baseline
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| We can call a timeout, take a lil' time out
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| Pockets too deep, shawty, you gon' have to climb out
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| Faviana prom dress with your spine out
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| And I live on the beach—you can get that panty line out
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| She wants to own me, and I ain’t tryna fight it
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| She said it’s her dick, she got it copyrighted
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| And I don’t pay for pussy, because her pussy priceless
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| I go fishing in it, and I ain’t a Pisces
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| Ugh, Gucci only to the grocery store
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| Stop playing, bitch, we balling like Okafor
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| Ha! |
| And now, we headed to the dealer
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| I’m gon' cop my baby something with no ceilings, ahh!
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| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes
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| Got no needs, she got me
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes (You dig?)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| All—All—All—All—All— (Hahaha)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there in the floor (No Ceilings)
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| She all on me 'cause all I do is
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| Ride around in Bentley coupes
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| Got no needs, she got me
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| Buying her them Fendi shoes (Young Money)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| All—All—All—All—All— (Young Money)
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| All we do is shop until we drop
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| Right there on the floor (Gone!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Throw It In , by - Lil Wayne. Song from the album No Ceilings, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп