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dollar bin – retail therapy lyrics

[intro: nadia rose]
yeah
yo can i get these in a size 4 please?
sure thing sweetheart, give us a moment okay?
greg, you seen that girl out front?
poor thing must’ve wandered into the wrong shop ain’t she hahaha

[verse 1: nadia rose]
bag full of money, bag full of crep
swag for my foot straight to my head
ciroc mango straight down the neck
take ganja straight to the head
‘nough ganja like the netherlands
d-mn, money so long it ain’t never ending
so if i see a crep and it’s looking tempting
b-tch then i’ll be requesting
[verse 2: nadia rose]
i got forty-two swedes
one for me and all of my friends
actually, f-ck them, for swede them girl get shegged
take two s-x and i set two trend
might get vexed, have to take two blem
b-tch you can take two pulls
took your swag then you might get schooled
listen i’m the crème de la crème, i’m the one to go and make the rules
i’m the one to go and break the rules
i’m the one that walk up in the party, looking like the party, i’m the one that make a n-gg- drool
i’m the one that thinks that i’m the tool
i’m the one that make him wanna shoot like alley-oop
i’m the one to tell the n-gg- go and grab the loop
i’m the one to tell my b-tches go and grab your lips

[hook: nadia rose]
listen, i’m size 4 but i still spend bills on my creps
b-tch you better mind where you step
smoke weed ’til there ain’t nothing left
f-ck that, let me hit the connect
re-up then we hit the west end
p’s up then we do it again
anywhere i go, you know i always set trend
got pounds, got dollars, got yen

[verse 3: nadia rose]
they say i need help, well f-cking yeah, i need retail therapy
if i shop ’til i drop, put me in the retail cemetery
yeah, i do this every day, you only got one shot, baby that’s a retail penalty
yeah, shoot and you miss
my n-gg- spent a coupe on his wrist
my other n-gg- went and spent a roley on the whip
get to knowing where it is
b-tches i’m the [?] and i’m controlling on your strip
ipp, dipp, doo, who’s it?
not you, you ain’t nothing, i had to cop roshe since i’ve been running the game
since day they’ve been running away
did it once and look i done it again
sure we’ve come a long way from pop chains
cop it in red, the black, the cocaines

[hook: nadia rose][x2]
like, size 4 but i still spend bills on my creps
b-tch you better mind where you step
smoke weed ’til there ain’t nothing left
f-ck that, let me hit the connect
re-up then we hit the west end
p’s up then we do it again
anywhere i go, you know i always set trend
got pounds, got dollars, got yen

- dollar bin lyrics

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