Mani Dollaz, Warren P - Hella Clothes Lyrics

I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
No new friends homie, only shopping with the bros
I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
Never stressing about a female, never chasing after hoes

I spend money on clothes that you e never seen before
Half a thousand on this belt 'Cause it's Ferragamo
I got that Gucci on my waist, people tellin' me its a waste like
Why don't you get a $10 belt from Walmart or something Man that sounds like it's some hate
I do what I want, go get your cake
I came from the bottom, now it's ok
I work too hard, I got no time for play
I got no time for play or conversation, 'Cause you know I'm always chasin' first Money then education
This is my life, and y'all are claymation
That's fake, you're slow, you're scheming on the low
I been living life with no regrets, consistent with cash flow
If you're tryna ball, let's go to the mall
Head to footlocker and buy them all
If your girlfriend rings, ignore that call
Niggas are mad my money's tall I got a hundred pairs of shoes and damn I never wore them all Something else
I gotta you best believe my closet is full
I got a thousand or so t shirts, you seen that like oh my jeepers And I can't forget my sponsors, shout out Rudeboy, I stay fitted huh

I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
No new friends homie, only shopping with the bros
I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
Never stressing about a female, never chasing after hoes

I know you've never seen before all this money spent on clothes
Everybody stops and stares screaming out what are those
I like the finer things in life, never stress in paradise
Everybody's just your friend for the money that you spend oh

With hella clothes comes hella shoes
Master 12s or Wing It 2s
Got my Bred 13s by the Guccis, Dub Zeros, they look so icy, next to shoes that's made by Spike Lee
Grey Toe 13s look so frosty, Bulls Over Broadway, what they cost me
I don't kno, I kno they pricey Like my limited edition Nikes Hypebeasts, they wanna be just like
Shoe game ain't like mine, not slightly
I come out rocking Son of Mars man everybody stares in awe
I wouldn't be a sneaker head if my shoe game wasn't versatile
Everybody wanna steal my style Everyday it's a different look
I change up on em just to keep you shook
One day I'll rock some Vans by Crooks, next day Supras on my foot
Then back to the Vans, then my Space Jams
I'm always buying more get em as often as I can
And you could say addiction but I really just like Fashion homie
People say my clothes are fake, but they just mad their closet is lonely
In them designer stores, best believe they know my name
They don't got the bandz for this
I don't got no time for that But catch me at the mall, homie, ballin on they hatin ass

I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
No new friends homie, only shopping with the bros
I got hella clothes homie, I got hella clothes
Never stressing about a female, never chasing after hoes

I know you've never seen before all this money spent on clothes
Everybody stops and stares screaming out what are those
I like the finer things in life, never stress in paradise
Everybody's just your friend for the money that you spend oh