Little Brother - Good Clothes (dub mix) lyrics

[Phonte talking:] (Uh) We gon' get it started, man I'm feelin so fresh tonight Yes, yes, ya know, I'm seein all the beautiful people Everybody rocking their favorite brands What ever your favorite brand is It's whatever you wanna do, yaknowhatimsayin? But uh, you know, I didn't always have it like that We didn't always have it, yaknowhatimsayin? So this what we had to do to look fly, yaknowhatimsayin? This how we used to get it in [Chorus: Phonte] Aiyyo, I used to go to the mall with 40 dollars in hand It ain't matter at all cause I could go see my man Down at South Square Mall workin at J Riggins, oh no! Manager leaves, he let me cop from the low lows Slacks and polos, you better watch that Boy in durangos, blazer, and mock neck Almost bought but you still gon' see him At the ? pimpin through the Greensborough Coliseum, mayne [Phonte:] (Uh) Cause now I got on my good clothes I'm sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes Call me ugly, man I wish a b**h would clothes Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes (Yea, uh) Say I got on my good clothes (What?) Say I got on my good clothes Yo, 40 dollars I done got me some good clothes I got on my good clothes (Check me out) I got on my good clothes [Big Pooh:] I used to go to my mom, like I'm tryna be fresh Told her look at my closet, you know your boy look a mess So we hopped in the car, headed straight to Sears At the time I was bigger than the rest of my peers As we got on the floor, it was embara**in trust me The saleswoman walkin straight over to husky I still got stonewashed denim, Bobby Brown patent leather Members Only jacket, ain't nobody fresher than me [Chorus: Big Pooh] I said I got on my good clothes I'm sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes Call me ugly, man I wish a b**h would clothes Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes (Yea) I said I got on my good clothes (What?) You know i got on my good clothes Husky jeans, patent leather, I wore those I got on my good clothes (Check it out) I got on my good clothes [Phonte talking:] Y'all lookin good tonight, but some of ya'll thats in the room I can't front, like you at the bar It's hot in this club man so why you got that leather coat on, dawg? Come on (Take that coat off, n***a) And you, the big girl with the low-rise jeans on Got the fat hangin over the sides (Better go to lane bryant) Girl, you got your gut bustin over the side of your jeans It look like a muffin Come on now, let's be ? [Big Pooh:] I got boxes of shoes, get shirts by the caseload Size 48 jeans, how did they make those? New Eras we take those, givin us good clothes Nothin when you broke, when you ain't you don't spend dough [Phonte:] I had a homie at Azure, but he got tired And another at ?, but he got fired So ironic when you want it, you ? ? ? But when you get cake, they can't wait to give you some sh** Yaknowhatimsayin? [Chorus: Phonte] (Uh) Cause now I got on my good clothes I'm sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes Call me ugly, man I wish a b**h would clothes Go out to the club, yea I probably should clothes (Yea, uh) Say I got on my good clothes (What?) (Uh) Say I got on my good clothes Yo, 40 free now I got all these good clothes I got on my good clothes I got on my good clothes (Yea) [Phonte talking:] Shout out to all my good clothes suppliers (Uh) Talkin about my man, ?, Lindsay Talkin about my homegirl, Porsche Talkin about my man, Neil Nice, ? Talkin about my man, ? (Uh) (Yea) We got on these good clothes We got on these good clothes