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mani dollaz - hella clothes lyrics

i got h-lla clothes homie, i got h-lla clothes. no new friends homie, only shopping with the bros. i got h-lla clothes homie, i got h-lla clothes. never stressing about a female, never chasing after hoes

i spend money on clothes that you e never seen before. half a thousand on this belt ‘cause it’s ferragamo. i got that gucci on my waist, people tellin’ me its a waste like “why don’t you get a $10 belt from walmart or something?”. man that sounds like it’s some hate, i do what i want, go get your cake. i came from the bottom, now it’s ok. i work too hard, i got no time for play. i got no time for play or conversation, ‘cause you know i’m always chasin’ first money then education. this is my life, and y’all are claymation. that’s fake, you’re slow, you’re scheming on the low. i been living life with no regrets, consistent with cash flow. if you’re tryna ball, let’s go to the mall. head to footlocker and buy them all. if your girlfriend rings, ignore that call. n-gg-s are mad my money’s tall. i got a hundred pairs of shoes and d-mn i never wore them all. something else i gotta you best believe my closet is full. i got a thousand or so t shirts, you seen that like “oh my jeepers”. and i can’t forget my sponsors, shout out rudeboy, i stay fitted huh?

i know you’ve never seen before all this money spent on clothes. everybody stops and stares screaming out “what are those”. i like the finer things in life, never stress in paradise. everybody’s just your friend for the money that you spend oh

with h-lla clothes comes h-lla shoes. master 12s or wing it 2s. got my bred 13s by the guccis, dub zeros, they look so icy, next to shoes that’s made by spike lee. grey toe 13s look so frosty, bulls over broadway, what they cost me? i don’t kno, i kno they pricey. like my limited edition nikes. hypebeasts, they wanna be just like. shoe game ain’t like mine, not slightly. i come out rocking son of mars man everybody stares in awe. i wouldn’t be a sneaker head if my shoe game wasn’t versatile. everybody wanna steal my style. everyday it’s a different look. i change up on em just to keep you shook. one day i’ll rock some vans by crooks, next day supras on my foot. then back to the vans. then my sp-ce jams. i’m always buying more get em as often as i can. and you could say addiction but i really just like fashion homie. people say my clothes are fake, but they just mad their closet is lonely. in them designer stores, best believe they know my name. they don’t got the bandz for this, i don’t got no time for that. but catch me at the mall homie ballin on they hatin -ss

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