This is a song about "Shopping"

Must you go on a shopping spree cuz i could count to three you'll bump into tree

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Now it's yachts, pockets got enough knots to take mobs shopping

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Where's my mommy? think i just got left forgotten in a shopping mall

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Paparazzi just caught me shopping at walmart/

Thats why we always broke, everyday is a shopping spree,

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty