Spoiled Girl - TAJ

Just spoil that girl Just spoil that girl Fuck 'em yo I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a little time on it Never mind your friends, spend it all on you I got this money on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a long time on it And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil Is your hair right? And what do you know? She love that Saint Laurent, it's never too much She love Ferragam', but she really fearin' love (?) get you with a chauffeur Shouldn't be drivin' baby, I ain't sober Would I be out of line if I came over? Cause don't nobody know ya like I know you L-O-V-E please come to me I eat it up at dinner, make your knees start to buckle Kick your feet up woman, take it easy for a second Be at peace for a moment I got my wallet on me, and that ain't no bluff They feel up their feelings quick When you fill up the gold ones I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a little time on it Never mind your friends, spend it all on you I got this money on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a long time on it And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil Is your hair right? And what do you know? She love that Saint Laurent, it's never too much She love Ferragam', but she really fearin' love (?) get you with a chauffeur Shouldn't be drivin' baby, I ain't sober Would I be out of line if I came over? Cause don't nobody know ya like I know you I said please, time to have sex Time is my chords and mine a Rollex Yeah, never mind what folks say They know my net worth, my gross is grotesque, igh One hope for a minute Seems (?) for a minute Back in the (?) fallin' backwards for my dogs Talk to my niggas and (?) I'm too cool to trip off a chick who gold diggin' Too much on Balmain, that's too many zippers Too many women don't get my potential I'm like Bishop Tutu with 2Pac aggression It's on me is it the vibe or the low? You memorize the monologue Dig it? I'm tryna get impromptu yeah I do this for real You do this a little You knew I come through, my laptop got that Hulu Run through your hula hoop, no 'Netflix and Chill' Hear your phone girl, why you not replyin'? Oh my God, stop fuckin' lyin' I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a little time on it Never mind your friends, spend it all on you I got this money on me, all eyes on us One hand on the moon Both eyes on you And I'mma prolly OD Spend a long time on it And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil Is your hair right? And what do you know? She love that Saint Laurent, it's never too much She love Ferragam', but she really fearin' love

I kinda thought that I'd be better off by myself I've never been so wrong before You made it impossible for me to ever love somebody else And now I don't know what I left you for See I thought that I could replace you He can't love me the way you do 'Till now I never knew Baby I'm spoiled by your love, boy No matter how I try to change my mind What's the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch, boy The love you give is just too hard to fight Don't want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled I tried to tell myself that I'd be over you in a week or two But baby that was 'bout a year ago I've never seen the word love so personified as I do with you And that is why I, I just can't let go, oh no I'm spoiled by your love, boy No matter how I try to change my mind What's the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch, boy The love you give is just too hard to fight Don't want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled, spoil me, ooh yeah, yeah And I would only be fooling myself If I tried to believe there's room for someone else in my heart There ain't no way I'm getting over you I don't know what I've been trying to prove I'm hopeless, helpless when it comes to you, you, you I'm spoiled by your love, boy No matter how I try to change my mind What's the point it's just a waste of time I'm spoiled by your touch, boy The love you give is just too hard to fight Don't want to live without you in my life I'm spoiled I've been spoiled yeah, yeah

Rollie on the wrist Spend it cop that whip Shawty down too match my drip Got Givenchy on my Who thought it'd be like this (Spoiled) I'm thank the Lord for opening doors The simplest things I could not afford Now when I'm in stores I get what I want No matter the cost just know imma ball just know imma ball yeah Look at me, look at me Don't I look spoil (Yeah) Rollie, A.P I'm thank the lord for opening doors The simplest things I could not afford Now when I'm in stores I get what I want No matter the cost just know imma ball Just me and my dogs (Yeah) Look at me, Look at me I want it all (Yeah) Beamer, Bentley Touch down I'm bust down Look at me momma I'm up now I remember I was pop down A lot of niggas would talk down Now when I roll through the hood A lot of niggas is duck down I don't really give a fuck now Cuz most of them niggas are bums now Gotta thank God for the cake I use to make minimum wage Enough to just get through the day Now all of my niggas are straight I don't give a fuck bout these hoes Don't know why they up in my face Got me here feeling a way You weren't there when a nigga was break I want Gucci and Louise and Prada, Versace, Armani and Dolce gabbana (Uhh) My pants are saggin My pockets are loaded I look like I just won the lotto (Uhh) The steal is under my boxer briefs But I am not lookin for drama These niggas gone hate you as soon as you got it You know how it is when you start from the bottom I'm thank the Lord for opening doors The simplest things I could not afford Now when I'm in stores I get what I want No matter the cost just know imma ball Just know imma ball yeah Look at me, look at me Don't I look spoil (Yeah) Rollie, A.P I'm thank the lord for opening doors The simplest things I could not afford Now when I'm in stores I get what I want No matter the cost just know imma ball Just me and my dogs (Yeah) Look at me, Look at me I want it all (Yeah) Beamer, Bentley

I, I, I, I, I, I, I I could guess the thoughts that circle your head Don't we all want a glimpse? Don't we all kill to make their list? Present tense in every quaint residence Clutching to what was said, nevermind to our own neglect What will it take to satisfy? Every single day to satisfy Kneel down, pray to satisfy Satisfy-y-y I've been spoiled rotten Give me a glimpse and never again I've been spoiled rotten Give me a taste and never again I've been spoiled rotten Give me a glimpse and never again I've been spoiled rotten Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (ha, ha, ha, ha) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (ha, ha, ha, ha) I ain't shit, but I can pay to fix it So exciting to be in the shop of my fantasy Present tense in every posh residence Sits a pearl in her shell, batting lashes and wishing well What will it take to satisfy? Every single day to satisfy Kneel down, pray to satisfy Satisfy-y-y I've been spoiled rotten Give me a glimpse, and never again I've been spoiled rotten Give me a taste, and never again I've been spoiled rotten Give me a glimpse, and never again I've been spoiled rotten (you can, you can, you can) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (all, all, all) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (all, you can give it all to me) Last time I got paid was the first time I got paid Cause every time you get paid, you broke again Who you bank with? I hug that barbed wire fence I find it makes no difference I feel the warmth, cheek to cheek Cleaned the lens, it's you I see Hey, honey, that's an odd way to cry Magazine tears cut the diamonds in your eyes Keep in mind what you desire Keep in mind cash burns like fire

"They don't care about learning," the attractive brunette said "Students are much too lazy," says language teacher Bertenelli She admits she doesn't understand Why they are like they are But they are U.S. teens are spoiled bums U.S. teens are spoiled bums Maybe they have things too easy They just don't seem to care It could be one of a million reasons I don't know U.S. teens are spoiled bums U.S. teens are spoiled bums U.S. teens are spoiled bums U.S. teens are spoiled bums