Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spoiled , by - Wale. Release date: 12.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Spoiled |
| With yo spoiled ass girl |
| With yo spoiled ass girl |
| Fuck with me though |
| I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a little time on it |
| Never mind your friends, spend it all on you |
| I got this money on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a long time on it |
| And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you |
| New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil |
| Is your hair right? |
| And what do you know? |
| She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much |
| She love Fear of God, but she really fearin' love |
| When it be hot, I get you with a chauffeur |
| Shouldn’t be drivin' baby, I ain’t sober |
| Would I be out of line if I came over? |
| Cause don’t nobody know ya like I know you |
| L-O-V-E please come to me |
| I eat it up at dinner, make your knees start to buckle |
| Kick your feet up woman, take it easy for a second |
| Be at peace for a moment |
| I got my wallet on me, and that ain’t no bluff |
| They feel up their feelings quick |
| When you fill up the gold ones |
| I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a little time on it |
| Never mind your friends, spend it all on you |
| I got this money on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a long time on it |
| And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you |
| New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil |
| Is your hair right? |
| And what do you know? |
| She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much |
| She love Fear of God, but she really fearin' love |
| When it be hot, I get you with a chauffeur |
| Shouldn’t be drivin' baby, I ain’t sober |
| Would I be out of line if I came over? |
| Cause don’t nobody know ya like I know you |
| I said please, time to have sex |
| Time is my chords and mine a Rolex |
| Yeah, never mind what folks say |
| They know my net worth, my gross is grotesque |
| One hope for a minute |
| TMZ flicking me, you my ghost for a minute |
| Back in the building, I’m rollin' Backwoods for my dogs |
| Talk to my niggas and I mean Robyn and Melissa |
| I’m too cool to trip off a chick who gold diggin' |
| Too much on Balmain, that’s too many zippers |
| Too many women don’t get my potential |
| I’m like Bishop Tutu with 2Pac aggression |
| It’s on me is it the vibe or the low? |
| You memorize the monologue |
| Dig it? |
| I’m tryna get impromptu yeah |
| I do this for real |
| You do this a little |
| You knew I come through, my laptop got that Hulu |
| Run through your hula hoop, no 'Netflix and Chill' |
| Hear your phone girl, why you not replyin'? |
| Oh my God, stop fuckin' lyin' |
| I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a little time on it |
| Never mind your friends, spend it all on you |
| I got this money on me, all eyes on us |
| One hand on the moon |
| Both eyes on you |
| And I’mma prolly OD |
| Spend a long time on it |
| And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you |
| New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil |
| Is your hair right? |
| And what do you know? |
| She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much |
| She love Fear of God', but she really fearin' love |