Look
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her Lord knows
I like her white toes and her cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
You know that money getting her excited
Sharper than a razor edge
I don't like them birds, but I gave them bread
All these presidents up in my pocket they just playing dead
(Hello?)
I'm the type to go and do some shit just to say I did
Tell me what's next
Petty bets getting swept, niggas playing with a check
Pretty bitches gonna flock, wanna sex and ménage
When garage got the Vettes and the flex on the neck
Ain't no prob that's a bet all she know is yes
She gon' blow a check
And when we get home, she gon' blow the rest
(Gimme dat)
You blessed
F*cking with the best, yea you gone stunt
I got a thing for her, Ima let her get what she want
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
Aye
Aye
I'm smoking wedding cake, f*ckin' with the bridesmaids
She throw that ass back just like they throw the bouquet
Ain't f*ckin' round with them little niggas
Man, they fugaze
And you ain't no hustler unless you gettin' paid in two ways
(Okay)
I like her white toes, rows and a sundress
Went home got dressed, came to me got undressed
We gon' have to go and set up something for the sunset
And every time she come, I make her cum, she say you done yet
Cuz she wanna hit Tiffany's, she got her eye on one set
I got my mind on one thing, money that ain't come yet
Ima roll a blunt up baby and then we can discuss that
That money get her ass excited, I know where the fun at
You dig
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
(The money so exciting)
(The money so exciting)
The Swift - Excited Lyrics
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Look
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her Lord knows
I like her white toes and her cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
You know that money getting her excited
Sharper than a razor edge
I don't like them birds, but I gave them bread
All these presidents up in my pocket they just playing dead
(Hello?)
I'm the type to go and do some shit just to say I did
Tell me what's next
Petty bets getting swept, niggas playing with a check
Pretty bitches gonna flock, wanna sex and ménage
When garage got the Vettes and the flex on the neck
Ain't no prob that's a bet all she know is yes
She gon' blow a check
And when we get home, she gon' blow the rest
(Gimme dat)
You blessed
F*cking with the best, yea you gone stunt
I got a thing for her, Ima let her get what she want
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
Aye
Aye
I'm smoking wedding cake, f*ckin' with the bridesmaids
She throw that ass back just like they throw the bouquet
Ain't f*ckin' round with them little niggas
Man, they fugaze
And you ain't no hustler unless you gettin' paid in two ways
(Okay)
I like her white toes, rows and a sundress
Went home got dressed, came to me got undressed
We gon' have to go and set up something for the sunset
And every time she come, I make her cum, she say you done yet
Cuz she wanna hit Tiffany's, she got her eye on one set
I got my mind on one thing, money that ain't come yet
Ima roll a blunt up baby and then we can discuss that
That money get her ass excited, I know where the fun at
You dig
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
(The money so exciting)
(The money so exciting)
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her Lord knows
I like her white toes and her cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
You know that money getting her excited
Sharper than a razor edge
I don't like them birds, but I gave them bread
All these presidents up in my pocket they just playing dead
(Hello?)
I'm the type to go and do some shit just to say I did
Tell me what's next
Petty bets getting swept, niggas playing with a check
Pretty bitches gonna flock, wanna sex and ménage
When garage got the Vettes and the flex on the neck
Ain't no prob that's a bet all she know is yes
She gon' blow a check
And when we get home, she gon' blow the rest
(Gimme dat)
You blessed
F*cking with the best, yea you gone stunt
I got a thing for her, Ima let her get what she want
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop, bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
Aye
Aye
I'm smoking wedding cake, f*ckin' with the bridesmaids
She throw that ass back just like they throw the bouquet
Ain't f*ckin' round with them little niggas
Man, they fugaze
And you ain't no hustler unless you gettin' paid in two ways
(Okay)
I like her white toes, rows and a sundress
Went home got dressed, came to me got undressed
We gon' have to go and set up something for the sunset
And every time she come, I make her cum, she say you done yet
Cuz she wanna hit Tiffany's, she got her eye on one set
I got my mind on one thing, money that ain't come yet
Ima roll a blunt up baby and then we can discuss that
That money get her ass excited, I know where the fun at
You dig
Touch down and the store closed
Let her shop til she drop bags on the floor
Whoa
Got a thing for her lord knows
I like her white toes and the cornrows
Aye
You know that money getting her excited
The money so exciting
I throw it and she bust it and I like it
Know that money getting her excited
(The money so exciting)
(The money so exciting)
Writer: charles jackson, Rodrickus Hill
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid