Case - Labels lyrics

Shorty's in a drop top making all the jaws drop Watching how she's switching lanes Sexy little crop top, True Religion jeans got Me running the license plate She all up in the Prada, Dolce & Gabbana Shorty looking fresh for days But she ain't no primadonna, she wear what she wanna You might even find on that frame... [Bridge:] (Old Navy) and she make it look good (That shorty) she pull off any look No matter if she dress up or dress down She looking like a 10 some way some how (She thrifty) even though she's so paid (And when she) stunt, she don't masquerade No matter if she dress up or dress down She wild, she wild cause... [Chorus:] She ain't gotta rock them labels To be looking like she does She ain't gotta rock that Louis She can work it out in scrubs, yeah She ain't gotta rock that Gucci Dolce & Gabbana She ain't gotta rock Armani, that shorty She ain't gotta rock them labels, labels, labels She ain't gotta rock them labels, labels, labels To rock with me Shorty in the hot spot She got every club locked All up in the V.I.P. And she make the show stop When she on the big yacht Sipping on the bubbly She got the camera splashing While she's steady smashin' Rolling in the club 6 deep Love the way she walking Sexy when she talking I just need her to be with me [Bridge] [Chorus]x2