Free (Bonus Track) Lyrics & Tabs by Natalia Kills
Free (Bonus Track)
guitar chords lyrics
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 nothing in my pocket
Got a catwalk for a closet
On my last lonely dollar
With nothing 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 nothing
Cheaper than my credit score
My wallet's anorexic
Can I pay my rent the next month?
I can hear my name
Calling 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
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, free, 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, yeah
