Ebru Musiq - Shopping lyrics

Hook: Your daddy wanna take me shopping Verse I: I got that old school game call me saga In my gray guzeppies black shades imma radar If you bring your B*** to the club imma take her And H** I'm just as bad that I can do with with no make up (whip, swear to God ) You ain't gotta ask me B*** I'm Rollin I had pancake syrup eggs this morning I'm in follies in the VIP cause they know me Man they jocking where I'm at like a parody B*** I need that fatty tell me who's your daddy If it's paper right I get wetty when he ready I'm talking spaghetti greens and letty When it's all over he said thank you E you fed me I bet he Hook: Your daddy wanna take me shopping Verse II: If I get your daddy don't be mad at me Cause you compare to me is such a tragedy You flexing on me well we gonna have to see B*** you hardly turned up you need a battery I tell him hold up that's my spot Boy I'm coming and now we back inside the club Because it's jumping really really this H*** jealous I'm on clock nine with Elvis If I pop it right - he gonna spend it all He said that p**y tight catch me catch me at the mall I'm a Golddigger and I don't give a F*** At least I'm getting money you are just a S*** Hook: Your daddy wanna take me shopping