Free

I got some money in my pocket and I wanna go shopping An go buy me some things I like I saw some kicks up in the mall, that I just gotta be rocking I love to rock them things I like I'm no material guy, I just wanna look fly Cool suits, dope boots doin' them things I like 'Cause when I get my gears straight Them honey's gonna be shocking, shocking, yeah shocking yeah I'm free I just spent all my money But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Free Burned a hole in my pocket But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Call me a perfectionist Addicted to immaculate The hair right, shoes tight Got to look the dress the part With nothin' in my pocket Got a catwalk for a closet On my last lonely dollar Lock me up before I hit the store Wanna be like Midas But my bank account is minus Gotta stretch that dollar bill Stretch that dollar Need a genie in a bottle Change a quarter to a hundred Gotta stretch that dollar bill Stretch that dollar bill I'm free I just spent all my money But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Free Burned a hole in my pocket But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing I wear it once And I don't pop the tags The next day I'ma bring it back I'm at the store Can't find nothin' cheaper than my credit score My wallet's anorexic Can I pay my rent the next month? I can hear my name Callin' from stilettos on display Window shopping's overrated If I see it, I'ma take it Gotta stretch that dollar bill Stretch that dollar This Vogue is only paper I can't wear the glossy pages Gotta stretch that dollar bill Stretch that dollar bill I'm free I just spent all my money But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Free Burned a hole in my pocket But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out I got some money in my pocket and I wanna go shopping (shopping) And go buy me some things I like I saw some kicks up in the mall that I just gotta be rockin' (rockin') I love to rock them things I like I'm no material guy, I just wanna look fly Cool suits, dope boots doin' them things I like 'Cause when I get my gears straight Them honey's gonna be shocking, shocking, yeah shocking yeah I need to marry a man from Bel-Air One rack, two rack ladies clear I can feel the aircraft hangar With my coat hangers Bankrupt, it don't matter Girls give the eye 'cause they so mad I could look fresh in a potato sack Need a overdraft, I'ma overdraft If the bank man calls, just tell him I'm free I just spent all my money But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Free Burned a hole in my pocket But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out I'm free, free, free yeah I just spent all my money But I rocked that like it don't Cost a thing Oh, it don't cost a thing Don't cost a thing Yeah, oh oh oh