Lyrics of 'Price Tags (feat. Anderson. Paak)' by Jazmine Sullivan

Yeah

Hunneds, hunneds in my hand
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet
Hunneds, hunneds in my hand
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Fuck them pricetags

I ain't lookin' I just pick that, pick that
Turn me on when he say: Get that, get that
Make me wanna pull the freak out, freak out
He say: Oh, I see you speak now
That's right, reach down and pull the cash out, cash out
Make me love you, take your last out, last out, yeah

Hunneds, hunneds in my hand
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet
Hunneds, hunneds in my hand
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet

Now, now and if you wanna see me drip like a faucet
I can be ya freak, throw it back, let you toss it
Spend a few stacks, keep a bad bitch happy
Real niggas know what make a bitch get nasty
Flashy, that's how I dress if you ask me
Pass me, you broke niggas can't catch me
He don't half step so I call him: Big daddy
If he want the pussy, first he gotta Cashapp me, hunneds
Hunneds, hunneds in my hand (in my)
Want it, want it, spend them bands (yeah I)

Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet (now tell me how bad do you want it, baby?)
Hunneds, hunneds in my hand (ooh-ooh)
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet (is it enough to spend some)
Trickin' off regardless, spendin' my hard-earned (hard-earned)
I'd rather get a purse then deal with the heartburn (heartburn)
She don't wanna work, she takin' the week off (week)
Shit I'm startin' to think you don't even have a job (it's 9: 30)
Lookin' at ya exes, all of 'em ballplayers (all ballplayers)
2012 Lexus, still ain't paid off yet (still ain't paid off yet)
Pullin' out my wallet, no credit cards in it
If I let you play, you gon' have a ball with it

(Fallin', fallin', fallin')
I'm tryna forget it (fallin', fallin', fallin')
You know it's just really disheartenin', but um (fallin', fallin', fallin')
I done paid for all kinds of uh nursin' classes and
Fuck goin' on around here? (Fallin', fallin', fallin')
Now, now she sayin' she wanna be a motherfuck-mothafuckin' make up artist?
You don't want the chips if it got the guac missin' (got the guac missin')
You only want the Benz if it's AMG kitted (kitted)
But if I get pinched based off suspicion (right)
Is you gone sing like Bobby in New Edition? (Yeah-yeah)
Forget it, momma told me put the kid in (whoa)
So I did it (yeah)

But that baby came out black as Samuel in Pulp Fiction (whoa)
I'm light skinneded (whoa), my granddaddy Indian
You fuckin' with my lineage and dividends (c'mon)
Peace and light, I wish you all the love (I wish you all the love)
Please get out my house, I'll call the cops
I think I have spent my final buck (no more)
I think I'm out to lunch
So I want

Hunneds, hunneds in my hand
Want it, want it, spend them bands (oh-oh)
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet (now tell me how bad do you want it, baby?)
Hunneds, hunneds in my hand (ooh-ooh)
Want it, want it, spend them bands
Yeah, I'ma take all I can get
That money keeps that pussy wet
(Is it enough to spend your money, baby?)