1.Shopaholic
Calling all shopaholics... where the credit cards
at？!
get ya 5's out
get ya 10's out
get ya 20's out
get ya 50's out...
i'ma shop shop til i drop drop
wearin' out a hole in my new high tops
rope chain swinging with my big gold watch
watch me, wish you got a casio, not a swatch...
i need to marry a man from belair
who can buy me de beers until the ladies is cleared
tryina get on the rich list
with 3 figure digits
like 'doctor doctor, is my purse annorexic？'
i hit the store to see see whats happenin'
clean out the shelves and leave with the manequin
80's queen, 3 finger rings...
yeah i can do it all with a lillte loose change...
i'm a shopaholic (x3)
and i'm outta control!
i'm a shopaholic, better take away my wallet
nothin in ma pocket and i'm out on a roll
i'm a shopaholic better take away my wallet
pockets got nothin' and i'm outta control!
hold up! you better hire a stylist
thought ya looked tight but the mirror was lyin'
like midas- i got a rope chain, a dope chain...
girl you been had,
they musta gave you the broke chain
my wallet may be empty but my closet is full...
and i can't be a fashion victim if it hasn't been done
i'm a shopaholic (x3)
and i'm outta control!
i'm a shopaholic, better take away my wallet
nothin in ma pocket and i'm out on a roll
i'm a shopaholic better take away my wallet
pockets got nothin' and i'm outta control!
if ya have expensive taste
never let a new fit go to waste
even if ya closets got no space
baby gotta stretch that dollar bill!
can't put a price on style
even if ya cash flow's on the last mile
we ain't talkin vanity
ju ju just originality
stretch that dollar bill!
i'm a shopaholic (x3)
and i'm outta control!
i'm a shopaholic, better take away my wallet
nothin in ma pocket and i'm out on a roll
i'm a shopaholic better take away my wallet
stretch that dollar bill!
2.Trippin'
Songwriters：Boyer, Michael Lenear Ii; Bullock, Deshon; Price,
Otto Montgomery Jr; Robbins, Ric
examining actions of slaves to self satisfaction
in a circle snakes where saints are a small fraction
cover my ears an can still hear the fall happenin
i'm body battlin' saddlin' up to keep travelin'
and you are my inspiration many emotions mangle my meditation
and every time i spit i keep tastin' soul preservation
link with the lord for some life renovation
i keep reservations for conversation
it's hard to harm the lord's well-armed calm kept creation
none felon bomb of a none denomination
a simple servant out here sicken sevens on the nation
my camp or coalition cold crash your congregation
we standing in the light eternal life is what we facin'
and aint nothing adjacent and cant nothing replace the man
every time i say amen i feel like i'm trippin
CHORUS
trippin in any city, county, town, or zipcode
interstates, highways, byways, backroads.
skylines twinklin' pretty but still look dark
pushin evil outta these borders and tell it to depart.
hear the cries from famined cities where crime and sin crumble
the streets.
where heat waves seek and earthquakes shake the territory.
i see my man on the block that goes anywhere the just may blow.
downtown in the middle of the night, neon light bright where
there's no windows.
gangs bang with gun and chain until their brains hang out
then pick another gang to see if they hang so that they can
claim they clout.
it's where the worth of young youth is getting skewed and
reduced
they've been handed the wrong juice and straight lost their
innocence.
fatherless dealing with rage fight to escape the shame
finger pointing ignites the blame, inner bitterness beginsto
flame.
not seeing beyond the hood life is automatically lacking
demons of death on desolate blocks and they're feenin' for
destiny jackings.
but the news is marvelous, we can start repairing thebreech.
christ came to destroy the works so you can start repairing the
streets.
and he's looking for people presenting an ultimatum to evil
threating lethal either leave or simply get drawn off the easel.
CHORUS
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