Spend It feat FL Dinero Autumn Nicole by TrapHouse SoulChild Lyrics
[Intro]
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
You need some Nero on yo playlist
That's that 8 Mile sh*t
[Verse 1: FL Dinero]
Hit the mall ima spend a couple bills on you
You know I like them heels on you
Take you on a shopping spree ima make you proud of me
Bouta f*ck around and make me call dibs on you
See yo nails done, hair done, everything did
Rent paid, bag big, girl you the sh*t
Oh you like Chanel, you like Prada for yo kicks
Oh you like them n*ggas who got money with no kids
You love yo make up done, you going out
Should be sponsored by Sephora, girl you showing out
What mall do you prefer? Ima take you on a tour
Quarantine and Chill, I just know that you be bored
If you see it, you can get it, anything in the store
Oh you got class, high heels later Jordans
I know you like to shop, blow a bag, its important
She foreign head to toe, everything she got imported
[Verse1: Autumn Nicole]
Sugar daddy wanna spend it on a real one
He said I make him feel real young
I need that Gucci, Louis, Prada, throw the bill on him
He gone pay it regardless he love them heels on me
He know I'm the truth, baby I don't doubt that
He wanna hear me sing, baby where yo sound at
Keep me close cause time you never get it back
Riding round in that 2020 Cadillac
Im sitting in my bed going through my shopping bags
All I see is double c's and couple Prada tags
Ouuu daddy you know them bands make this body dance
I can see how much you love me through yo eyes and glance
I keep him happy as long as he keep them jewels on me
He gone pay it regardless he love them heels on me
A hard body, I'm always gone keep the steel on me
And I ain't gotta ask my n*gga pay my bills for me
[Verse 3: FL Dinero]
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Rent paid, bag big, girl you the shit
[Autumn Nicole]
Daddy know he ice always coming with the drip
Knowing how I like it I just wanna take a sip
[FL Dinero]
Ouuu you so spoiled blow a bag on a kit
Walking out of Neiman's, got the flyest outfit
[Autumn Nicole]
If he want it, then he get it, baby flex the highest bid
We the flyest in the room already know what it is, yeah
[Outro]
Thats that 8 Mile shit
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
You need some Nero on yo playlist
That's that 8 Mile sh*t
[Verse 1: FL Dinero]
Hit the mall ima spend a couple bills on you
You know I like them heels on you
Take you on a shopping spree ima make you proud of me
Bouta f*ck around and make me call dibs on you
See yo nails done, hair done, everything did
Rent paid, bag big, girl you the sh*t
Oh you like Chanel, you like Prada for yo kicks
Oh you like them n*ggas who got money with no kids
You love yo make up done, you going out
Should be sponsored by Sephora, girl you showing out
What mall do you prefer? Ima take you on a tour
Quarantine and Chill, I just know that you be bored
If you see it, you can get it, anything in the store
Oh you got class, high heels later Jordans
I know you like to shop, blow a bag, its important
She foreign head to toe, everything she got imported
[Verse1: Autumn Nicole]
Sugar daddy wanna spend it on a real one
He said I make him feel real young
I need that Gucci, Louis, Prada, throw the bill on him
He gone pay it regardless he love them heels on me
He know I'm the truth, baby I don't doubt that
He wanna hear me sing, baby where yo sound at
Keep me close cause time you never get it back
Riding round in that 2020 Cadillac
Im sitting in my bed going through my shopping bags
All I see is double c's and couple Prada tags
Ouuu daddy you know them bands make this body dance
I can see how much you love me through yo eyes and glance
I keep him happy as long as he keep them jewels on me
He gone pay it regardless he love them heels on me
A hard body, I'm always gone keep the steel on me
And I ain't gotta ask my n*gga pay my bills for me
[Verse 3: FL Dinero]
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Rent paid, bag big, girl you the shit
[Autumn Nicole]
Daddy know he ice always coming with the drip
Knowing how I like it I just wanna take a sip
[FL Dinero]
Ouuu you so spoiled blow a bag on a kit
Walking out of Neiman's, got the flyest outfit
[Autumn Nicole]
If he want it, then he get it, baby flex the highest bid
We the flyest in the room already know what it is, yeah
[Outro]
Thats that 8 Mile shit
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny