Slaughter - Shout It Out Lyrics
Wanna take her to the moviesShe don't like no showBut she likes to see how farYour credit card can goGonna push it to the limitAll the way to the topDon't say that wordCause you know she can't stopShe's goin' shoppin' on youIt's Mastercard or VisaOr American ExpressShe knows all of your limitsAnd which stores are the bestIn Beverly Hills, oh yesShe's drivin' in your sportcarBought her tickets to Paris, FranceShe's gamblin' in Las VegasShe's got to take a changeOn your cash, babeShe ain't got not bills at homeAnd as a matter of factShe ain't got no house to ownShe's driving in thatBig black limosineAnd she acts just likeA fashion beauty queenSay hello to Miss UniverseThank you very muchShe wants more, more, moreShe wants more, more, moreShe took your very last dollarWith a calculatin' grinHey dude, I feel sorry for youCuz I know where you've beenIt's kind of hurts right here, doesn't it?Ow!She ain't got not bills at homeAnd as a matter of factShe ain't got no house to ownShe's driving in thatBig black limosineAnd she acts just likeA fashion beauty queenSay hello to Miss Universe fellasShe wants more, more, moreShe wants more, more, more
