Lil Wayne — Throw It In The Bag

[Chorus: The-Dream & Lil Wayne] She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes Got no needs, she got me Buying her them Fendi shoes All we do is shop until we drop All—All—All—All—All— All we do is shop until we drop Right there in the floor She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes Got no needs, she got me (Yeah!) Buying her them Fendi shoes All we do is shop until we drop (No Ceilings, baby!) All—All—All—All—All— All we do is shop until we drop Right there in the floor [Verse 1] Okay, swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordans I bought her cell phone and I don’t even much call it New imports make her feel important No bullshit, nigga, no Ben Gordon Get her information, take her on vacation Give her dope dick; now, she under the sedation Wake her in the morning, breakfast where she slept at Tell her, "Go shopping"; I can't wait 'til she get back Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweatpants She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag I take her to the vet 'cause she a bad bitch You can't be broke and happy, so, me—I'm mad rich I'm talking Young Money shit, she love the way I think L’Oreal all over my bathroom sink Betsey Johnson all over my bedroom counter My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her, Weez'! [Chorus: The-Dream & Lil Wayne] She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes Got no needs, she got me Buying her them Fendi shoes (No Ceilings) All we do is shop until we drop All—All—All—All—All— (Yeah) All we do is shop until we drop Right there in the floor (I got you, baby) She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes (Hahaha) Got no needs, she got me Buying her them Fendi shoes (No Ceilings) All we do is shop until we drop All—All—All—All—All— All we do is shop until we drop Right there— [Verse 2] Okay, fucking on Versace, napping on satin I love to hit it backwards: call it Pig Latin I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChatting Niggas swag-jacking, but I got my patent'd Fr—Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan I speak a little French, and hers is no better then mine I pass her the blunt; she probably hit it one time Catch us at the game, sitting on the baseline We can call a timeout, take a lil' time out Pockets too deep, shawty, you gon' have to climb out Faviana prom dress with your spine out And I live on the beach—you can get that panty line out She wants to own me, and I ain't tryna fight it She said it's her dick, she got it copyrighted And I don't pay for pussy, because her pussy priceless I go fishing in it, and I ain’t a Pisces Ugh, Gucci only to the grocery store Stop playing, bitch, we balling like Okafor Ha! And now, we headed to the dealer I'm gon' cop my baby something with no ceilings, ahh! [Chorus: The-Dream & Lil Wayne] She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes Got no needs, she got me Buying her them Fendi shoes (You dig?) All we do is shop until we drop All—All—All—All—All— (Hahaha) All we do is shop until we drop Right there in the floor (No Ceilings) She all on me 'cause all I do is Ride around in Bentley coupes Got no needs, she got me Buying her them Fendi shoes (Young Money) All we do is shop until we drop All—All—All—All—All— (Young Money) All we do is shop until we drop Right there on the floor (Gone!)