Shopping Bags (She Got From You) De La Soul

(We not goin' to JC Penney's, we not goin' to Macy's either)

[Hook 1: Daniel Wallace]
Shopping bags, they weigh down her arms
Popping tags and collars her charm
All them things she got, she got from you
All them things she got, she got from you
Manolo and Prada's her style
Louis, Burberry by the pile
All them things she got, she got from you
All them things she got, she got from you

[Verse 1: Posdnuos]
Yo, she know you come to do it, so what'cha want
Candlelight right back atcha
Put your credit card through it, she know what to flaunt
I handle tight like her master
She's the talk on the runway, yeah she's down the tree
The avenue like her catwalk
Struck a bit to the gunplay, that housing street
Looks to die for, ask that chalk man for yo' hand
Spend it, you live to show
All the cash that you can burn
What you need is to end it, and you give the dough
But get no ass back in return (Ha, haha, ha)
Stay laughin', straight at you dawg
Best believe you wastin' time
Don't deny what's happenin', just clear the fog
And achieve you a peace line, yo it goes like