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Fendi, Prada ,Gucci, Chanel Louis V, Burberry, Chacharel Guess, Marc Jacobs,Armani, Dior Ralph Lauren,Versace, Valentino Cavalli, Hilfiger, and Diesel Cole Haan, Elicat 1st verse You got about sixty seconds to answer my questions number one, where have you been Cause you said that you were with your friends Ricky and jules but we both know that's not true (two) Now tell me who were you with and don't you dare lie about it cause I got proof, of a woman and you Gettin' real acquainted Hook I can't even stand to look at your face I would love to smash it in and inflict some pain But like a decent lady imma keep my cool SongtexteHow ever I warn you Quit with the pathetic " I am innocent" act you are guilty as can be I'm just stating the facts Now if you keep pushing me you'll bring out the worst in me and you don't want that Chorus Don't make me get my purse I'm about to go gospel gangster on ya I promise you it's gonna hu-u-u-urt when I get my pu- u- u-urse Don't make me get my purse I'm about to knock some sense into you You can bet I'll make it hurt ( hurt,hurt ,hurt,hurt) So don't make me get my purse ( No) 2nd verse ( Three) What's wrong with you how could you throw what we had away ( let me repeat the question) (oh what's wrong with you) there's definitely something wrong with you To let a pretty damn fine woman like me slip away that is simply the definition of stupid I'm what you call one in a million ( Excuse me) I meant one in a billion Hook I can't even stand to look at your face I would love to smash it in and inflict some pain But like a decent lady imma keep my cool How ever I warn you Quit with the pathetic " I am innocent" act you are guilty as can be I'm just stating the facts Now if you keep pushing me you'll bring out the worst in me and you don't want that Chorus Don't make me get my purse I'm about to go gospel gangster on ya I promise you it's gonna hu-u-u-urt when I get my pu- u- u-urse Don't make me get my purse I'm about to knock some sense into you You can bet I'll make it hurt ( hurt,hurt ,hurt,hurt) So don't make me get my purse ( No) Bridge You were my whole life,and my everything I never thought that you'd be capable To stab me in the back like you have done (oh boy oh boy) why did you do it when all I did was - love you to pieces I deserve far more than what you have given Spare me your fake apologies (oh no,oh no) cause sorry just won't cut it Chorus Don't make me get my purse I'm about to go gospel gangster on ya I promise you it's gonna hu-u-u-urt when I get my pu- u- u-urse Don't make me get my purse I'm about to knock some sense into you You can bet I'll make it hurt ( hurt,hurt ,hurt,hurt) So don't make me get my purse ( No) Outro Don't make me get my purse you don't want me to get that baby Don't make me get my purse you don't want me, to get it no baby Don't make me get my purse you don't want me to grab that thing now baby do you really want to Don't want me to get my purse, uh-oh no Aus Songtexte Mania