Natalia Kills - Free Lyrics

Writer(s) : CAPPUCCINI, NATALIA NOEMI / BHASKER, JEFFREY / ADAMS, WILLIAM / MESCUDI, SCOTT RAMON SEGURO / WILSON, ERNEST DION
Artist: Natalia Kills Lyrics
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Album: Track 3 on Perfectionist
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Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out

I'm free
I just spent all my money
But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing
Free
Burned a hole in my pocket
But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

Call me a perfectionist
Addicted to immaculate
The hair right, shoes tight
Got to look the dress the part
With nothin' in my pocket
Got a catwalk for a closet
On my last lonely dollar
Lock me up before I hit the store
Wanna be like Midas
But 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 rocked that like it don't cost a thing
Free
Burned a hole in my pocket
But I rocked 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 rocked that like it don't cost a thing
Free
Burned a hole in my pocket
But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out

I need to marry a man from Bel-Air
One rack, two rack
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 rocked that like it don't cost a thing
Free
Burned a hole in my pocket
But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
(burned a whole in my pocket)
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha twenties out
(I'm free free free free free baby)
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out
(I'm free, oh oh oh)
Get'cha five's, get'cha ten's, get'cha fifties out
(oh oh)

I'm free free, yeah
I just spent all my money
But I rocked that like it don't
Cost a thing
Oh, it don't cost a thing
Don't cost a thing
Yeah, oh oh oh
Yeah


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