Holes in My Pocket (feat. Erika Hicks)
Trying to make sense of my situation
E-Boog I just need a vacation
My money's burning holes in my pockets
I've got bills to pay but I'm going go shopping
I want that Fendi bag I saw Beyoncé rocking
I want those Prada pumps
She wore on the red carpet
What am I supposed to do not enjoy my life
Like other people
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
I don't know
But I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling
Chick stop it
I can't floss like a boss
Wallet on pause
Credit card didn't go through
I'm lost
Trying look sharp
Like the magazines say
Critics all around me
Society's cray
If I
Don't rock red bottoms
Hold a Gucci bag
Folks frown on me
And critique my swag
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No
Don't question my tags
Hell no don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Yeah
My money's burning holes in my pocket
I've got bills to pay but I'm going to go shopping
I want chrome twenty twos and speakers that be knocking
I want fresh diamonds swinging low from my medallion
What am I supposed to do
Not enjoy my life
Like other people
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
I still don't know but yo
I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling
Stop it
I can't floss like a boss
Wallet on pause
Credit card didn't go through
Lost
Trying look sharp
Like the magazines say
Critics all around me
Society's cray
If I don't rock red bottoms
Hold a Gucci bag
Folks frown on me
And critique my swag
On my Fabulous
Throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No
Don't question my tags
Hell no don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Yeah
My money's burning holes in my pocket
I've got bills to pay but I'm gonna go shopping
Anything I want you know that I'm going cop it
You know that I'm going cop it
Never mind the price
Never mind the price
You know that I'm going drop it
What am I supposed to do
Not enjoy my life
Like other people
I'm just trying to live my life
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
Yo
Now I'm tired of this
I'm broke as ish
I got rent due
Cell phone
Car note too
Used my last lifeline
The last damn time
Trying to pay these bills
Still have a little shine
Trying freak it on the weekend
Got that end week grind
Know it's coming
So I'm gunning
All that damn time
Fall straight to my knees
Need a miracle please
Trying to stack sandwich high
Triple bread with cheese
My monies burning holes in my pocket
Yo
I'm tired of this
I'm broke as ish
I got rent do cell phone car note too
Oohh
Got bills to pay but I'm gonna go shopping
Uh huh
I used my last lifeline
The last damn time
Trying to pay these bills
Still have a little shine
Got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling chick stop it
Yeah
E-Boog I just need a vacation
My money's burning holes in my pockets
I've got bills to pay but I'm going go shopping
I want that Fendi bag I saw Beyoncé rocking
I want those Prada pumps
She wore on the red carpet
What am I supposed to do not enjoy my life
Like other people
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
I don't know
But I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling
Chick stop it
I can't floss like a boss
Wallet on pause
Credit card didn't go through
I'm lost
Trying look sharp
Like the magazines say
Critics all around me
Society's cray
If I
Don't rock red bottoms
Hold a Gucci bag
Folks frown on me
And critique my swag
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No
Don't question my tags
Hell no don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Yeah
My money's burning holes in my pocket
I've got bills to pay but I'm going to go shopping
I want chrome twenty twos and speakers that be knocking
I want fresh diamonds swinging low from my medallion
What am I supposed to do
Not enjoy my life
Like other people
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
I still don't know but yo
I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling
Stop it
I can't floss like a boss
Wallet on pause
Credit card didn't go through
Lost
Trying look sharp
Like the magazines say
Critics all around me
Society's cray
If I don't rock red bottoms
Hold a Gucci bag
Folks frown on me
And critique my swag
On my Fabulous
Throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No
Don't question my tags
Hell no don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag
Yeah
My money's burning holes in my pocket
I've got bills to pay but I'm gonna go shopping
Anything I want you know that I'm going cop it
You know that I'm going cop it
Never mind the price
Never mind the price
You know that I'm going drop it
What am I supposed to do
Not enjoy my life
Like other people
I'm just trying to live my life
Do you see them on the tv screens and magazines
Gotta live that good
What am I supposed to do
Yo
Now I'm tired of this
I'm broke as ish
I got rent due
Cell phone
Car note too
Used my last lifeline
The last damn time
Trying to pay these bills
Still have a little shine
Trying freak it on the weekend
Got that end week grind
Know it's coming
So I'm gunning
All that damn time
Fall straight to my knees
Need a miracle please
Trying to stack sandwich high
Triple bread with cheese
My monies burning holes in my pocket
Yo
I'm tired of this
I'm broke as ish
I got rent do cell phone car note too
Oohh
Got bills to pay but I'm gonna go shopping
Uh huh
I used my last lifeline
The last damn time
Trying to pay these bills
Still have a little shine
Got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling me stop it
I don't know but I got holes in my pocket
And Sallie Mae keep calling chick stop it
Yeah
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Writer(s): Miriam Hyman
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