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(feat. Gucci Mane & Yo Gotti) [Chorus:] Left ring 10 houndred cash Neckpiece 30 grand Whip cost 300 grand God damn I'm on a shoppin spre Bracelet 20 bags Rims cost me 5 grand House cost 500 cash God damn I'm on a shoppin spre [Shoulja Boy:] Lyin in a whip that don't release until 2010 50 thousand dollars spent jus to make my rims spin Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in Soulja boy tell em a.k.a the assasin Prises cuts in my watch like I threw sum glass in Damn exclusive shit sent from china If u lookin for me I'm prbly in yo girls vagina I'm lookin in the mirror tell me whos finer Bought a lamborghini didn't need to cosigner Ayy wat I spit is jus minor Every cut served soulja boys headliner Damn now tell me u don't feel this SongtexteAyy u can't say I'm jus one hit Ayy are u bitch niggas serious I'm quick on track like fast and the furious [Chorus] I'm on a shoppin spree [x6] [Gucci Mane:] Chevy to a chevy chevy to a lamborghinin U can't be me or see me unless u see me on t.v Shine and greezy I wonder stevie wonder can see me Necklace a jungle of greed jus check my selectional pieces Uhh I got a stupid collection u see Chain worth a millie u sill wille a millie and 20 Uh man I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 100s and 50s We make more money than chemist, doctors, da lawyers, da dentist Chemist da doctors da lawyers ye money together could'ntgetcha 2 door Gurraro 160 Drop top 120 House worth a million and three dual trust 63 g's Old schools a hundred a piece That cost me 75 gs, 65 actually but my rims coast me ten of them thangs Gucci yo gotti the king Soulja done did it again This team be 82gs that be worth 82 keys [Chorus] [Yo Gotti:] Money ain't the option Let's give u a option U go to your stash partna an I'll come out my pockets 2 hundred hundreds Dat like 20 grad Jus enough for me to buy my briden a new band I'm like soulja boy tell me They think that I'm playin Come down herr to tennesse and see that I'm the man Ain't talkin bout no rappin I'm talkin bout that tramppin I'm talkin bout that brick I'll ram it straight up pistol package? Ringpiece 2000 grand Neckpiece 4000 grand Infinicop chevy but instead I went and coped a lim Whoah took yo bitch on a shoppin spree Gucci? an I think they hoe in love with Ain't got security I keep lots of thugs with me We call them goons cause I rock lots of jewlery Cocaine everything Who the fuck ain't feelin me Gun powder on the market Realest nigga in the streets [Chorus] I'm on a shoppin spree [x6] Aus Songtexte Mania