Shopping Bags (she Got From You) Lyrics - De La Soul

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

[Chorus: Daniel Wallace] 

Shopping bags they weigh down her arm 

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 

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[Posdonus] 

Yo she know you come to do it, so what'cha want 

Candelight might flick at'cha 

Put your credit card to it, she know what to flaunt 

Her handle tight like a master 

She used to taunt on the runway, yeah she's down to 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, cause you give the dough 

But get no ass back in return {*HA, HA HA*} 

Stay laughin, straight at you dog 

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 

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[Chorus] - 1/2 

[Daniel Wallace] 

She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it 

She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it 

[Dave] 

Her frame goes beyond thick, she got you stunned 

Livin it up off the pop hits 

Like a dame on a Bond flick, she's not the one 

To give it up 'til you cop shit 

Just because she's stacked right, she got your soul 

Her every wish you now obey 

You should be on that actright, but she got control 

She say jump you scream, "OKAY! I'M RELOADED!" 

Nigga you shootin blanks 

Tryin to front like you got game 

Her crib is sugar coated, like she lootin banks 

But it's your wallet she done claimed 

When the limit of your plastic, reaches the end 

You start payin for your time 

She'll be in it for the last bit, of money to spend 

{*HA, HA HA*} And you'll be left with dimes 

While she fillin up 

[Chorus] 

[Daniel Wallace] 

She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it 

She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it 

{*ad libs and chickenheads to fade*}