Free Lyrics & Tabs by Natalia Kills feat. will.i.am
Free
guitar chords lyrics
I got some money in my pockets and I wanna go shopping
And go buy me some things I like
I saw some kicks up in the mall that I just gotta be rocking
I love to rock them things I like
I’m no material guy, I just wanna look fly
Cool suits, dope boots, doin’ them things I like
‘Cause when I get my gears straight
Them honeys gonna be shocking, shocking, yeah (shocking) yeah
I’m free, I just spent all my money
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Free, burn a hole in my pocket
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Call me a perfectionist, addicted to immaculate
That hair right, shoes tight
Got to look to dress the part
Call me a perfectionist, addicted to immaculate
That hair right, shoes tight
Got to look to dress the part
Nothing in my pocket, got a catwalk for a closet
On my last, only dollar
Lock me up before I hit the store
Wanna be like Midas, when my bank account is minus
Gotta stretch that dollar bill, stretch that dollar
Need a genie in a bottle, change a quarter to a hundred
Gotta stretch that dollar bill, stretch that dollar bill
I’m free, I just spent all my money
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Free, burn a hole in my pocket
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
I wear it once and I don’t pop the tags
The next day, I’ma bring it back
I’m at the store
Can’t find nothin’ cheaper than my credit score
My wallet’s anorexic
Can I pay my rent the next month?
I can hear my name callin’ from stilettos on display
Window shopping’s overrated
If I see it I’ma take it
Gotta stretch that dollar bill, stretch that dollar
This Vogue is only paper
I can’t wear the glossy pages
Gotta stretch that dollar bill, stretch that dollar bill
I’m free, I just spent all my money
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Free, burn a hole in my pocket
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 20′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 20′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 50′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 50′s out
I I got some
I got some money in my pockets and I wanna go shopping (shopping)
And go buy me some things I like
I saw some kicks up in the mall that I just gotta be rocking (rocking)
I love to rock them things I like
I’m no material guy, I just wanna look fly
Cool suits, dope boots, doin’ them things I like
‘Cause when I get my gears straight
Them honeys gonna be shocking shocking (shocking) yeah
I need to marry a man from Bel-Air
One rack, two rack, ladies stare
I can feel the aircraft hangar
With my coat hangers
Bankrupt, it don’t matter
Girls give the eye ’cause they so mad
I could look fresh in a potato sack
Need a overdraft I’ma overdraft
If the bank man calls, just tell him..
I’m free, I just spent all my money
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Free, burn a hole in my pocket
But I rock that like it don’t cost a thing
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 20′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 20′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 50′s out
Get’cha 5′s, get’cha 10′s, get’cha 50′s out
I’m free free, free free, yeah
I just spent all my money
But I rock that like it don’t..
Don’t cost a thing
Oh.. it don’t cost a thing
Oh, it don’t cost a thing
Don’t cost a thing
Yeah, oh oh oh
Yeah
