Big Spender Arizona Zervas
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[Chorus: Sampled; Shirley Bassey: Hey Big Spender]
Good lookin' so refined
Say, wouldn't you like to know what's goin' on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see
Hey big spender
Spend a little time with me
[Verse 1: Arizona Zervas]
Girl I ain't spendin' that shit, this ain't mine
Girl I'm rentin' that whip
And if you out for the money
Then I'm sorry little honey
'Cause I ain't yo man, better end that shit
Oh, you need that cash? Go ask your dad
Heard he got them racks, 30k in a mattress
Met this bad bitch who heard I was rappin'
Found out I was broke
And disappeared like magic
O-o-o-o-o-oh my god, news flash
They don't want you they want a new jacket
And some brand new shoes, that's two stacks
And if you don't got the cash watch 'em move fast
Out of that door, out of yo life
Left for the cheques, and that don't sound right
Havin' sex on jet, new man got bread and she ain't comin' back
But that's a round trip flight
And sorry if that's all new to you
'Cause I don't really mean to confuse you dudes
But some girls see a man with a couple of bands
And give them brain for some change like a tutor do
I call them gold diggers
I don't roll with them, makin' money with her body
That's a hoe figure
You can buy her drink, ain't goin' home with her
'Cause she leave you for dude who got the chrome spinners
Damn
Good lookin' so refined
Say, wouldn't you like to know what's goin' on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see
Hey big spender
Spend a little time with me
[Verse 1: Arizona Zervas]
Girl I ain't spendin' that shit, this ain't mine
Girl I'm rentin' that whip
And if you out for the money
Then I'm sorry little honey
'Cause I ain't yo man, better end that shit
Oh, you need that cash? Go ask your dad
Heard he got them racks, 30k in a mattress
Met this bad bitch who heard I was rappin'
Found out I was broke
And disappeared like magic
O-o-o-o-o-oh my god, news flash
They don't want you they want a new jacket
And some brand new shoes, that's two stacks
And if you don't got the cash watch 'em move fast
Out of that door, out of yo life
Left for the cheques, and that don't sound right
Havin' sex on jet, new man got bread and she ain't comin' back
But that's a round trip flight
And sorry if that's all new to you
'Cause I don't really mean to confuse you dudes
But some girls see a man with a couple of bands
And give them brain for some change like a tutor do
I call them gold diggers
I don't roll with them, makin' money with her body
That's a hoe figure
You can buy her drink, ain't goin' home with her
'Cause she leave you for dude who got the chrome spinners
Damn
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